Thief in the Night lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
Just like a G, you know?
Trouble Trouble, what's poppin', 5? (C4)
B4, let's do it
Yee (Supah Mario)
I wake up and go get me some new money
You know I'm livin' like a G (Like a G)
These lil' n*ggas ain't gonna take nothin' from me (Uh-uh)
You know we do it like a G (Like a G)
I swear to God, I f*ck on anyone
Just like a gangster, just like a G (Like a G)
It's Duct Tape and YSL (Slatt)
You know I do it like a G (Yee)

[Refrain: Young Thug & Trouble]
G's up, hoes down (G's up, hoes down), G's up, hoes down (Get a lil' bit louder)
G's up, hoes down (Say it a lil' bit longer), G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down (Bring it right back low), G's up, hoes down (Get a lil' bit louder)
G's up, hoes down, yeah, G's up, hoes down (Skoob)

[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Like a thief in the night (What you do?)
I take anything but some pus*y (Yeah, yeah)
Slap that head like a dyke (The head what you like)
She got that head that I like (That head that I like, damn)
DP your partner, you ain't right, yeah (You ain't right, you ain't right)
Put that lil' baby on ice (Lil' baby, damn)
I make that paper like rice
Ride on that boy, get your motherf*ckin' life
Skoob, uh
I promise you don't know me (Yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh)
I pull up 'bout my cake (Skrrt)
Where I'm from is not safe (So not good)
I got fish, I'm a lake (That's my jugg)
Scoop them grits off the plate (Woo, woo, woo)
Yeah, she thought it was steak (Oh, my God)
I'm a thief in the night (And what?)
Make her ride like a bike (Skrrt)
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Trouble]
I go down on a dyke (Hee, hee), I go up on my price (Woo, woo)
I might drop Kimbo Slice (Damn, damn), kidnap like Uncle Ice (Yeah, yeah)
I got grits at the beach (Hee, hee), and they white like a rice (Woo, woo)
Let Trouble take your life (Trouble, Trouble), after I give you five (Woah)
Hey, straight put that five to the side
It ain't no question how n*ggas gon' ride
When they come with them questions, my n*gga, get quiet
Shh, shh, n*gga, sit quiet, yeah (Shh)
I am not takin' no disrespect
You Patrick Ewing, you pump fakin' (Damn)
No, that won't happen on me (Me)
I drop a key like this motherf*ckin' beat, Skoob (What?)
I look good as your dad on a Friday (Woah)
So many cars, I gotta buy a driveway (Woo)
Never gon' let 'em live, and, n*gga, crime pay (Nah)
Servin' these X and P's instead of poppin' (Serve, serve)
Pockets fat up like they jumped 'em (What?)
YSL, a slimy anaconda (Yeah)
Bickin' back, bein' bool like a uncle (Yeah)
I'm so geeked up, I might f*ck a condom (Skoob)

[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Like a thief in the night (What you do?)
I take anything but some pus*y (Yeah, yeah)
Slap that head like a dyke (The head what you like)
She got that head that I like (That head that I like, damn)
DP your partner, you ain't right, yeah (You ain't right, you ain't right)
Put that lil' baby on ice (Lil' baby, damn)
I make that paper like rice
Ride on that boy, get your motherf*ckin' life
Skoob, uh
I promise you don't know me (Yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh)
I pull up 'bout my cake (Skrrt)
Where I'm from is not safe (So not good)
I got fish, I'm a lake (That's my jugg)
Scoop them grits off the plate (Woo, woo, woo)
Yeah, she thought it was steak (Oh, my God)
I'm a thief in the night (And what?)
Make her ride like a bike (Skrrt)
[Verse 2: Trouble & Young Thug]
I get 'em all on the rice (On the rice)
She didn't even know what it was, but she taste it
I dig in her, sh*t sound like Jason (Dig)
I be on Percocets more than occasion
They bettin' on me like in Vegas (Woah)
Bettin' on me like I'm Vegas
Stick to the code, man, there won't be no tradin' (Stick to the code)
Thugga Thugga, tell me what would you say? What would you say?
No J Money, but my gun say, "Baow"
Pop a molly, look at her, then fiend (Hee, hee)
I'm the target, motherf*cker, no beam
No, this sh*t is not good as it seems (Uh-uh)
I might give her the boots with no jeans (Woah)
I kick sh*t like a chong and a ching (Kick it)
I'm a boss, I'm 'bout that unity (Boss)
Sandwiches, you know you in between (Boss)
And you gotta know we had the green (Yeah, know it)
You gotta be young n*gga wilder than Billie Jean
Gotta have paper for lawyer fees
You ain't with it, you an L (You an L, though)
Still gettin' it, yeah, bales (Yeah, yeah)
Break it down on the scale
If it add up, hell yeah, I do it
Lap back, I seen he ran to it
[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Like a thief in the night (What you do?)
I take anything but some pus*y (Yeah, yeah)
Slap that head like a dyke (The head what you like)
She got that head that I like (That head that I like, damn)
DP your partner, you ain't right, yeah (You ain't right, you ain't right)
Put that lil' baby on ice (Lil' baby, damn)
I make that paper like rice
Ride on that boy, get your motherf*ckin' life
Skoob, uh
I promise you don't know me (Yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh)
I pull up 'bout my cake (Skrrt)
Where I'm from is not safe (So not good)
I got fish, I'm a lake (That's my jugg)
Scoop them grits off the plate (Woo, woo, woo)
Yeah, she thought it was steak (Oh, my God)
I'm a thief in the night (And what?)
Make her ride like a bike (Skrrt)