My Boys

[Hook: Young Thug] Count it up with my boys Ran it up with my boys Whipping downers with my boys I'm still in it with my boys I purple for my boys Pass squirters with my boys Young Scooter be my [?] And all that so you know that You ain't fucking with my boys I'm in it with my boys I'm living with my boys And Mac can tell you I know it I can't tell, I swear to God I can't tell [Verse 1: Young Scooter] If you ain't my boy You need to get the fuck from 'round here Don't need you in my presence, nigga I can tell who you is Thugger , that's my boy You witness me fuck up a whole mill Street money, nigga, I ain't got no fucking record deal Leaning like a fool, point punched [?] from doctor Phil Take a good look at my ice, It's all real Took a look back at my life Don't know how I live I let my boy, D.D. [?] street, you know he kill [Hook] [Verse 2: Vldec] I went with the same niggas from day one And the loyalty over royalty, we don't care about that Birds don't fly for the flocking, yo Every right or wrong, we be still whatever That B.M.G. shit, I'm putting faces on stretchers My nigga Young Scooter for neffa Split pack with the ran, no presser A lot of money in our pocket Tell the bitch there is no pressure Now, you can say what you want But it look so we making all the noise Two part shit, ain't making shit without my boys! [Hook] [Verse 3: K Blacka] In my whole round, wammy, and my boys stop for me The little pricks, they should think they cowboys how I fuck with them niggas Hit a sissy for a half a zip, my boy have seven grams Keep it real with you bruh, cut my heart with my right hand Take a look, cause you are on hell's road now I'm telling you, you can't trust no damn fool, so nigga You been black, no bitch, never been no bitch If they fuck with you, boy, I unload every stick [Hook] [Verse 4: Young Thug] Skeet it up with my niggas Get richer with my niggas Fish scalefishes for dinner Well, you see, there goes the winner Take a rhythm with my nigga, with your bitch on a crystal She got a leaving with clubbing, blow it like whistles I'm a hurt nobody All my niggas rocking like a cut out stocking Screaming freak it, no, ride it I wan't all the choppas Came up with my nigga Willie Stay, you ain't my bro, you a fuck nigga [Hook]