(Plug Studios)
Baby, you ain't never fucked with a thug
So what's up? I'll make you fall in love with it
Make you fall in love with it

Fuck it, I'm goin' in now, watch what I do to this
Nobody told me this shit I had to get used to it
Niggas thinkin' I'm buggin', they think I'm losing it
Michael Jordan I'm ballin', they think I'm hoopin' it
She popped a Perc' and it's workin' so I go through with it
I sip a cup of the lean and then I go through with it
She moanin', screamin' and tell me keep on doin' it
I'm A Boogie, whats goodie, baby I'm true to this
I pulled up in my hoodie so you could know it's me
Ayo that's word to my F, it ain't a hoe on me
A nigga talk behind my back, that's a hoe to me
A nigga gave me his word and then he told on me
He ain't really hold it down, how it's supposed to be
I should've put him in the ground, how it's supposed to be
Bodies tryna get found while I'm rollin' weed
Ski mask, I'm hoping that they don't notice me
Chopper knock a nigga down on purpose
I'll pull up with a fuckin' Trey Pound on purpose (ah)
Ra Sosa got a thottie on him twerkin'
Gotti with me waves lettin' niggas drown on purpose (ah)
Nay Glizzy, he a hound on purpose
That's my dog, I'll never let him down on purpose
Bubba told me go wild on purpose
Nigga why the fuck you think I'm goin' wild on 'em? (ah)
I'm puttin' pain on 'em
Hollow tip, I let it rip
I let it rain on em'
Fuck a hook, I put a chain on 'em
I tie that shit 'round ya neck
I spill the brains on 'em
I know that shit ain't been the same niggas
Change on you for the money and the fame
But I'm
Goin' up like a plane, nigga
I ain't even gotta tell 'em I ain't playin' with 'em (ah)

But I'm goin' up
Baby, you ain't never fucked with a thug
So what's up? I'll make you fall in love with it
And she know what's up
And she know I keep a gun in the glove
And it's tough 'cause she hold it when I'm done with it
Yeah
I'm goin' up
Baby, you ain't never fucked with a thug
So what's up? I'll make you fall in love with it
And she know what's up
And she know I keep a gun in the glove
And it's tough 'cause she hold it when I'm done with it

And I ain't even gon' lie
A lot of niggas say they gon' ride
They ain't really gon' ride
They don't want to be a homicide
So they callin' niggas bro
But they really playin' both sides
I don't trust a nigga, bottom line
And I don't trust a bitch, bottom line
Just because she on ya ride
That don't mean she ya ride-or-die
Your worst enemy could be right by your side (hah)

But I'm goin' up
Baby you ain't never fucked with a thug
So wassup, I'll I'll make you fall in yeah, baby
I'll make you fall in love with it (yeah)
And she know wassup
And she know I keep a gun in the glove
And it's tough 'cause she hold it whenever I'm done with it

Yeah, she gone hold it when I'm done with it
She gone hold it when I'm done with it
She already know what's up with it
I'm the plug with it (yeah)
Baby now I'm havin' fun with it
I'ma thug with it
I'ma keep on goin' though, keep on goin', right now

Now I'm goin' up, baby you ain't never fucked with a thug
So wassup I'll make you fall in love with it
I think she know and she know I keep a gun in glove
And it's tough cause she hold it whenever I'm done wit' it
Now I'm goin' up
Baby you ain't ever fucked with a thug
So wassup I'll make you fall in love with it (yeah)
And she know wassup
And she know I keep a gun in a glove
And it's tough 'cause she hold it whenever I'm done with it

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Writer(s): Artist Dubose