Amazing - Young Thug, Jacquees

Nigga have you ever dreamed?

I was the man and you were

One and two, anytime I get mad, I can’t get mad at you

God damn, who the hell let rats in the house?

King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house?

Houston, Texas when I’m on land, I lean back like a couch

Hun I’m playin', I wanna call shots like a spouse

We roll that kushy up, we eat that pussy all

Suck it til you’re throwin' up, my Phantom grey, no hound

I lost bucks, still waitin' on that Bentley truck

Stop playin', look bitty boy, you’re duck

He ain’t YSL, nigga, he ain’t in the hut

I might stop buy and let that little bitch lush

I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus

Little nigga, you know what it was

You know what it is, you know what it does

I’m makin' your old lady shakin'

She suckin' too slow, I’m impatient

My diamonds so wet like they basin

Don’t know where to go, I’m amazin'

What’s amazin'?

I don’t know

What’s amazin'?

I don’t know

What’s amazin'?

I don’t know

What’s amazin'?

I might accept your apology

I mean you throw L’s up if you ain’t followin'

I am a beast, your life I’ll be swallowin'

And I’ve been drinkin', I need to bottle this

Man I’m so tired of these niggas man, I am so tired of these bitches

I’m so magnificent, studio workin', I’m wearin' a top like I’m pimpin'

Your bitch want my milk, I’m sittin' at the top lookin' at these wimps

These hoes just roll me a blunt and you know that they stuffy, they cannot be

imps

I never had cutlass and based on my out my trunk

I might fuck that lil bitch in the mornin'

I might put her out and call Tyrone

Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone

I’m big ballin', bitch put me inside the dome

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela

Call that Maison Margiela

Take some sand to the beach

Party with a couple foreign freaks

Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy

Florida livin' nigga, beach

Yeah, and I’m a ride this bitch tonight

And I just might ride this bitch tonight

where you at baby?

where you at baby?

Brown sugar on that bitch

Pull up with a ho and she know I’m ready to

Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her

I don’t wait up, let me change my mail

He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale

I make it rain, I hope all is well

I pull off deep like what in the hell?

Ho give on my niggas some bails

Wait I’m a lay down for a

Pull up in old school Chevelles

I don’t save pictures, they might get revealed

How many times have I asked are you well?

How many times have I popped a perc pill?

How many homies at home on the bail?

How many times have I told you you shell?

How many meals have I ate until I burp?

Dropping the top on the ain’t no hot top on

Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt

Hey I was line at work