f*ckin’ Witcha lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I love my fans and I love my clan
And we stay with bands
So if you love your man say, say
I'm f*ckin' witcha, even if you aren't
Boy I'm f*ckin' witcha, yeah let's f*ck baby
Cause you're up baby, you're so up baby
You're stuck up baby
And I ain't got money on the floor you can't step up under that
I got one old school you might step up under that
Yeah, I said yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
And I'm ridin' down the street, I'm about to turn a ride in your ho
I got xans mixed with syrup and (?) all on my clothes
And if you never heard about me boy, ask your ho
I'm listenin' to the Lil Mike, I mean Ca$h Out so touch your toes
Ohhh, live life like a rock star baby
Born in Jonesboro South, but I live with pop stars, baby
Your ho look scary like a cop car baby
I'm so high if I had a gun I could pop stars baby
What the f*ck you mean (?) baby girl you trip
What the f*ck you mean I'm broke? You need a whip
Come here let me see that ass ho

[Bridge: Young Thug]
I'm f*ckin' witcha, even if you aren't
Boy I'm f*ck witcha, yeah
Let's f*ck baby cause you're so up baby
So up baby, you're stuck up baby
And I ain't got money on the floor you can't step up under that
I got one old school you might step up under that, yeah
I said yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Umm, Verse 2, I love you
I trust you, I’ll f*ck you all night, yeah
I'll treat your body right yeah
Buy you black diamonds, no night
Have you ever had your name on the seatbelt of your flight?
Because that b*tch belong to you
Motherf*ck who think they king, baby girl I'm thronin' you
Lil tomboy ass cologne for you
And I ain't never, never had a girl like you
I swear every girl can get some pearls for you
I swear I just had to love the girl for you
You're perfect, I might leave Thug's world for you

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I love my fans and I love my clan
And we stay with bands
So if you love your man say, say
I'm f*ckin' witcha, even if you aren't
Boy I'm f*ckin' witcha, yeah let's f*ck baby
Cause you're up baby, you're so up baby
You're stuck up baby
And I ain't got money on the floor you can't step up under that
I got one old school you might step up under that
Yeah, I said yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: Ca$h Out]
Got goons on go, not friendly, b*tch
Pulled up in Haiti in a Bentley, b*tch
And my whole crew buyin', not renting sh*t
And I called the plug up, so you know that I sent for it
Hundred bricks on the road the birds flock together
Put some change on your head, call me "Money" Mayweather
And n*gga I can show you how to pick a feather
Half a brick to a whole thing, remix, put it back together
And I got my Adidas on, but I got more stripes
And what these n*ggas rappin' bout, hey man that's your life
And I bet these n*ggas feel left cause I went so right
And if I turned this four into a nine it'd be so right

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I love my fans and I love my clan
And we stay with bands
So if you love your man say, say
I'm f*ckin' witcha, even if you aren't
Boy I'm f*ckin' witcha, yeah let's f*ck baby
Cause you're up baby, you're so up baby
You're stuck up baby
And I ain't got money on the floor you can't step up under that
I got one old school you might step up under that
Yeah, I said yeah, yeah