With My Thugs

[Hook x2] Girl, come find me with my thugs (Ohhh) Smoking a blunt, but never show love to no hoes And we don’t give a fuck (Oh no) No we don’t be giving a fuck (Oh no) [Verse 1] All I wanna do is be myself, give a fuck about the rules Yet these fools act like holding a blunt is holding gun in the air We don’t care (niggas don’t give a fuck, nigga) About nothing at all Let me spit some game at these girls at the mall It don’t take much to get up in them drawers Cause another nigga will do the same thing tomorrow Back of a car, smoking a blunt with my homies I nearly passed out; this bitch’s ass was enormous I mean, nigga, that pussy must be extravagant If I was to get up in it, I would never get out of it I know my thugs feel the same way They go through bitches like flipping pages in a magazine There’s a reason we don’t never love these hoes Cause the same one gon’ love a nigga on the low, for real [Hook] [Verse 2] Chillin’ is all we do Chillin’ with me and my crew Look out for the boys in blue, but don’t look twice They gon’ think we some niggas up to no good vice We don’t cause trouble, we don’t look for none I’m just tryna chill with me and my thugs Fuck, drink, and smoke like no tomorrow I know what you thinking “That’s a nigga with no morals” Nah, I’m just tryna have some exhilaration I’m pretty sure everyone did this in every generation But as soon as a black man caught up in the mix You assume he’s on some motherfucking gangsta shit I wanna be waking up to ass like some Folder’s You can’t see me, nigga, I done already told ya To be at my caliber, now that’s unlikely Gon’ have to believe it or not, like Ripley [Bridge x2] Come find me with my thugs, Hennessey in my cup We all just having fun, none of us give a fuck [Hook x2 + Bridge]