"Serious" lyrics
"Serious"
Isaac X Tugga
Young Thug
Future ain't hazy
You know
I'ma treat a bitch just like a bitch (bitch!)
I'ma treat a snitch just like a snitch (fuck 'em)
Dressin', I get flyer than a witch (flyer)
I don't wanna wrestle like a bitch
Black Portland, this is Blatlanta, bitch
I can't remember that hoe, I'm too rich
I done fuck hoes, I ain't six
And I'm so serious
So serious
So serious
So serious
So serious
I fuck hoes all over the world
I make it beauty like CoverGirl
YSL 'til I'm dead and pale
Nah, for real, for real
I'ma fuck long just like a muh'fucker
Have her head pointed to the ceilin' like a muh'fucker (sheesh)
Huggin' on my dick, so you get her wet
Told me to get rich, it's thicker than a muh'fucker (yeeh)
Give her good dick, give me good clit
Suck like candy, I'm a fiend like a muh'fucker (fiend)
Give her big dick on a candy stick
Suck my whole clique and get rich like a muh'fucker (sheesh)
Muh'fucker, yes I'm rich like a muh'fucker (yeah)
I'ma turn up my whole clique, watch it, muh'fucker (yeah)
She suckin' off my black like an oil sucker (yeah)
I know that she's a gnat like a muh'fucker (what?)
I told that lil' baby this the pedigree
Now she don't get no sleep like a muh'fucker (No Sleep Gang)
I make 'em fuck the streets and bring it to me (fuck 'em)
I'm a P.I.M.P., yep, muh'fucker
I'm a bad mothafucker
Green and red mothafuckin' flag, modyfucker
I dress like a prince, not a fag, modyfucker
Leave a nigga dead, fuck a sad modyfucker
Fuck her, pay, get that shit out my face
Take over these streets like a parade
And drinkin' gin and juice, boolin' in these shades
No I'm not gay, when I hit the door, they rape me
I'ma treat a bitch just like a bitch (yeah)
I'ma treat a snitch just like a snitch (yeah)
Dressin', I get flyer than a witch (yeah)
I don't wanna wrestle like a bitch (yeah)
Black Portland, this is Blatlanta, bitch
I can't remember that hoe, I'm too rich
I done fuck hoes, I ain't six
And I'm so serious
So serious
So serious
So serious
So serious
I fuck hoes all over the world
I make it beauty like CoverGirl
YSL 'til I'm dead and pale
Nah, for real, for real
Brodie, I'm for real (yeah yeah yeah)
YSL, kill or get killed (yeah yeah yeah)
Bitch I got water like a seal (ayy yeah yeah)
Bitch I'll be back like an appeal (ayy yeah yay)
I don't know the time, but I got five watches
Only thing a nigga know about that time is
It don't stop and it's timeless
Only thing I know is fuck around with Keyshia, fuck nigga and you rhyme-less (ayy skrrt)
Rich shit all in a nigga blood
Nigga these are pro diamonds
And when I cover 'em up they still shinin', ya dig?
Diamonds movin' like a skater, baby
High, super high like Space Invaders, baby (what?)
I'll go around like an equator, baby ('round 'round)
I am on top like a toupee, lil' baby (top yeah)
You drag me just like a trailer, baby (woo)
I know I'm very able, baby (woo)
I push down and go like an eraser, baby (what?)
Fuck a finger, I'll give you three fingers like a naval, yeah
I'ma treat a bitch just like a bitch (bitch!)
I'ma treat a snitch just like a snitch (fuck 'em)
Dressin', I get flyer than a witch (flyer)
I don't wanna wrestle like a bitch
Black Portland, this is Blatlanta, bitch
I can't remember that hoe, I'm too rich
I done fuck hoes, I ain't six
And I'm so serious
So serious
So serious
So serious
So serious
I fuck hoes all over the world
I make it beauty like CoverGirl
YSL 'til I'm dead, and pale
Nah, for real, for real
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