Red Sox

[Verse 1: Juvenile] I take it, you niggas think I'm a fake It's all in your face, I can see ya hate I ain't doing good, I'm doing great We been living in the ghetto to estates You a pussy nigga, you ain't gon' relate But these bitches gon' do what a nigga say I start with A and then end with a K I'm home these bitches get in the way Man, I hunt a nigga down with the choppa Circle round this whole town like a helicopter Down for whatever, coke, pounds or whatever I was raised in a broken house, I know no better Nigga put in the bag, boy you a fag I knew my mamma very well, I ain't know my dad Camouflage rags up in the air Got some soldiers over here, soldiers over there Bust a nigga in the club, he need Obamacare I bet I put you in the grave before your mama there Peeling off in the Rover ya'll saw me Got to send ' em shout out to the drunkest young boy Lil' nigga with a trunk full of narcotic I got every pill except an antibiotic ''S'' on my chest got me feeling bionic You can roll a nigga in paper, I'm chronic [Hook: Young Thug] H-o-t Boy, ready to d-i-e (on blood!) H-o-t Boy, nigga catch 'em Hy!-beats I ain't advertising but you can try hire me Okay now throw up what you bangin' If you in the hood, you need to be slangin' Nigga run it to the top, get the guap Run it to the top, while y'all flock Hey, I'm banging red like a Red Sox Yeah, I'm banging red like a Red Sox [Bridge: Young Thug] Pussy nigga it's your time to die, nigga death o'clock Nigga, nigga I'm heating it's a fed clock Yeah Juvie, I say yeaaah Juvie [Verse 2: Young Thug] Lord Of The Ring my nigga, I'm bleedin' I'm fiendin' my nigga Hey I'm fiendin' for digits and millions Nigga smokin' green, racks stacked up like green tree Living life like my new single, cash out like Charlie Sheen (cash!) I sell collard greens, spend the profit on jelly beans You soft nigga, jolly feet, sold many drugs, nigga gotta eat Sneakin' and geekin', a pull up on weekends, I fuck on the deacon's daughter The cousin, the bousin, the mother, the father The Uncle, the aunt, I roll up a blunt Bring out the remix of Stoner, I call it The Stunt I won't tell you once, we eatin', we feastin', we lunch, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch, we lunch! [Hook: Young Thug] H-o-t Boy, ready to d-i-e (on blood!) H-o-t Boy, nigga catch 'em Hy!-beats I ain't advertising but you can try me Okay now throw up what you bangin' If you in the hood, you need to be slangin' Nigga run it to the top, get the guap Run it to the top, while y'all flock Hey, I'm banging red like a Red Sox Yeah, I'm banging red like a Red Sox