Thuggin’ lyrics

[Intro: Damjonboi]
Damjonboi
[?]
Yeah, b*tch

[Verse 1: Damjonboi]
Lay low when it's cold, but in the summer we be thuggin it
Been f*cking up the Gucci store, they call me by my government
Now pop out at the show, they like "Why he got all them Bloods with him?"
I told my brother these hoes for the people, don't be cuffing them
I stopped f*cking with percs, but I keep exotic in my lungs
Feel like [?] change the score [?] see who won
In the club raining, [?] all yu see is 1's
Whole team icy, got my b*tch rocking vS1's
n*ggas acting like they want smoke, but he don't smoke for real
I droppеd 4 tapes in one year, b*tch, I'm thе GOAT for real
If her pus*y good, I might buy the b*tch [?]
They counted me out, I [?] b*tch, I'm Derek Rose

[Verse 2: Kajun K]
Your n*gga on me, he in my face giggling
I get money 'cause I'm cute, you gotta make your ass jiggle
New Chanel kicks in my closet, bairley wear them b*tches
[?] in my [?] b*tch, you better get your n*gga
Yeah you fine, but you can't dress [?] n*ggas
24 inches on my hair, R.I.P. Kobe, n*gga
Just bought my dawg a Louie vest, that b*tch was so expencive
I feel like every b*tch broke until she show me different
Why would I beef with hoes working at a Wendys?
Punch a b*tch and slide on her friend [?]
Like Dwayne Carter, ain't no [?] b*tch, I'm a milli
Purple Bape hoodie in the spring when it's chilly
[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
Dress a n*gga down with a ten milli
I might go buy that Louie coat, it's getting chilly
[?] ight cook it up, and sell all 50's
I tried to drink a pint straight, f*cked up my kidneys
f*ck a Trackhawk, I'm tryna pull down in that Bentley
Don't try to take no pics with me, bro, I ain't friendly
That n*gga must have fell off, he getting skinny
I might just leave this batch raw, I'm only serving Jimmy
If [?] fasho squeezing
My boy just sniffed a whole zip, that's why his nose bleeding
I drunk a 6 at 6:00, and had a long evening
[?] killers, I might just [?]
I need the biggest rubber band, it's like a [?]
[?] with us, we'll get to knocking babies off
Just middle manned the brick to dawg, and took an 80 off
Them n*ggas think they [?] must wanna [?]

[Verse 4: Cash Kidd]
I ain't gon' lie, they know it's heat before they start my instrementals
I've been traveling so much, that [?] when you gon' dribble?
If they let us in the club, you know somebody got the pistol
Put your n*gga in a wheelchair, like Malcolm In The Middle
I don't wanna f*ck, just wanna screw her neck, I'm Frankensteining
I'll be a fool to love that b*tch, boy, I ain't Franky Liman
Bragging 'bout [?] boy, she a prostitute
By the way, I [?] them couple dollars too
If you ain't giving throat, b*tch, what it's there for?
Is the elevator broke? b*tch, what you keep staring for?
45 [?] make him take a nap, like a [?]
Make me get a body on the stick, like a scarecrow