[Lyrics] Young Thug – Squirt or Fart | NobleLyrics


 

[Intro: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz]

Yeah
Oh
Brrt, brrt
This the new Jeffery
Ridin’ on you niggas, hey, ridin’ on you niggas, oh
Way too big to fit inside a bar (God damn)
That shit was like a work of art (Talk to ’em)
Way too big to sit inside a bar (Inside a bar)
That shit was like a work, uh (Woo)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz]
Way too big to fit inside a bar (Damn)
That shit look like a work of art (Oh)
[?] like skylark (Woo)
[?] (Let’s go)
Tell me what you takin’, huh? (Tell me what you thinkin’, huh?)
Tell me what you thinkin’ though (Tell me what you thinkin’, huh?)
Tell me what you thinkin’ for (Tell me what you thinkin’, huh?)
I see you thinkin’, why you thinkin’ now? (We runnin’ on them blades)

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz]
Way too late for you to be thinkin’ now (We surfin’ on them waves)
It’s way too late for you to be thinkin’ now (Man, I’ll blow your brains)
It’s too late for you to be thinkin’ now (Bang, dang, dang)
[?] it’s still too late to think now (Woo)
It’s too late to think (Woo)
Let her beat the brakes now (Ah)
Swim like a gator (Ah)
Like a beat, watch ’em break (Talk to ’em)

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz]
Cash on my pop, I was tryna get it (Oh)
I was tryna [?] (Damn)
I was tryna put the racks all inside my digits, ah (Woo)
I was tryna put the dick in all of them bitches (Ah)
I was tryna get my pockets richer than all these niggas (Hey)
I was tryna get my money bigger than all these niggas (Hey)
I was tryna [?] all inside of my [?], ayy
All inside my [?] RIP my [?], ayy (Wait a minute, wait a minute)
RIP my sibling, ayy, RIP my nigga, yeah (Woo)
RIP my [?], RIP my bitch, damn
Watch lil’ mama [?] RIP my children, woah
Get it back faster than all my [?], huh (Woo)
Cash on delivery, fast, I’m [?]
Nigga, I’m discouragin’, piercing, I’m spearing
[?] in the [?] smokin’ [?] (Huh?)
[?] diamonds from the pyramid (God damn)
Bitch, I’m [?] (God damn)
Hit [?] cash (God damn)
I ain’t gon’ [?] cash (God damn)
Bitch [?] shake that ass
I was tryna put us onto Saturn (Grrra, grrra)
Two 24s attached (Grrra)
P1 doors up in Cali (Woo)
P1 doors up in Bali (Skrrt)
P1 doors up in Cali (Skrrt)
Got P1 doors up in Bali (Skrr-skrrt)
Big blood takin’ over the nation (God damn)
I was in the Wraith and they were waitin’ (Talk that talk, Jeffery)
I was goin’ harder, nigga, way high (Way high)
They was goin’ hard and they were patient (Patient)
I was never patient like a [?] (Ayy, yeah)
Big sauce, damn, like a [?] (Glock 9)
Have that beat [?] never stoppin’, yeah (Ohh)
I was tryna drip inside a [?] (Ohh)
I was never comin’ like woah, woah (Damn)
I’ma come in easy, like to come and go (Woo)
I was tryna do it like a [?] (Yeah)
All red flag like a seminole (Bong, bong)
I’ma [?], I’m like ready, ho (Bong, bong)
Fuck police dawgs, give her [?] (Bong, bong)
Fuck the police dawgs like [?] (Bong, bong)
Fuck a police dawg, I give ’em [?] (Bong, bong)

[Bridge: Swizz Beatz]
Bong, bong
Ch-ch, bow, ch-bong, bong
Bong, bong
Brrraw, brrraw, bang, bang

[Verse 2: Swizz Beatz]
Them no worry me
So I don’t care no more
Them no worry me
So I don’t care no more
See, they don’t worry me
And I don’t care no more
Them no worry me
I don’t care no more
I got the AK47, goin’ for war
Them no worry me
I don’t care no more
Them no worry me
See, I don’t care no more
Got 50-50 thou’, ten a clip
Gonna [?] drop top [?] on the drip
Got my top goin’ back, got my top way back
You lil’ niggas just gettin’ the Maybachs
We been gettin’ the paper since way back
That nigga on the top, turn it way back
Say my homie Jeffery got the ice on froze
And niggas gon’ pick off your hoes
You pussy niggas gon’ sit back and just watch us
Pussy ass nigga, sit back and just watch us
Waitin’ on the sideline, niggas just watch us
Puss ass nigga, they just sideline watch us
We flyin’ helicopters
Security with choppers
But no popo though
My homies be my niggas and my [?] be [?]
Fuck the judge too
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
I’m on the line, I wore the red one
Bugatti with them tops gone
2018 shit on
The type of bullshit that I’m on
Smoke the ganja, ganja ’til I’m gone
Smoke the ganja, ganja, drink your drink ’til we gone
I’ll tell everybody to stay way back
Pussy ass niggas better stay way back
Word to my mama

[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
Oh
Word to my mama, word to
Word to my mama
Word to my mama and my whole niggas bring the fuckin’ drama
God damn