Peanut Butter Jelly

(الألبوم: Da' Nic - 2015)

[Young Thug:]
Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
Peanut butter jelly, no deli
I got money, check the store credit
No new names unless you know they did it
Sleep in Paris, watch it happen

[Hook Young Thug:]
I don't have a break, I'm keeping bread
I'm getting fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no nigga
I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these bitches
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there running
I look like I came from nothing
And I look like I came for something and I'm coming, I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherfucking vomit

[T.I.:]
Run up that check, give a fuck bout that shit
I guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch
They kept me with my strap on my own, that lil bitch
I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer
Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it
A lot of nigga shit, talking you don't ever get paid
Remember me, I've been bout it, dealing out the 10th grade
Riding round in my homeboy Buick
With a tool in the unit
We'd go to school, eat lunch
Cut school, get back to it, nigga
Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob
If you can't go hard then you can't come here
Let me make something clear
If you looking for a sucker well it ain't none here
Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here
Hit your ass on the side of the face somewhere
On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere

[Hook Young Thug:]
I don't have a break, I'm keeping bread
I'm getting fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no nigga
I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these bitches
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there running
I look like I came from nothing
And I look like I came for something and I'm coming, I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherfucking vomit

[Young Dro:]
Okay, big paper
If I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper
Sick flavor
Got the white double mint twin with me on Simpson, (?)
Swag impeccable, pecking a heck of them, cases federal
I'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical
Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera
And I don't want one ho nigga, I wanna a plethora
Twenty bricks in the regal
Pulling up at the ridge, extended heater
Death threat, I got this shit on
I'm untouchable man I got this shit on
Nigga you die soon as I say okay
My whip? That's strawberry Yoplait
I got a chopper on the charger
You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days
Niggas broke
And I've been leaning on Ac' all in this bitch
And I've been smoking on gas all in this bitch
Pulling up at the light no tag on my shit
AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit
Bag all day

[Hook Young Thug:]
I don't have a break, I'm keeping bread
I'm getting fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no nigga
I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these bitches
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there running
I look like I came from nothing
And I look like I came for something and I'm coming, I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherfucking vomit

[MPA Duke:]
I got the bread
Ya'll bitch'll give me the head
Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed
Hit that lil bitch from the back
And I take out with your pack
And I'm not giving it back
I done lost all my respect
Don't drink no red, we pour Act
Sipping on lean, it's so crazy
I ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act

[Young Thug:]
Keep it going Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carrots
My bitch the baddest, but she not your average
She so, so arrogant, woah
Her titties calcium, my booty calories
And both of 'em squish me, God damn we savages
I do this shit for my momma
Take off with your pack and keep running
I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunning
I flip that bitch like a omelet
I've been with ya from the start
I did that shit from my heart
I'm so so so sorry I hurt you
And I see the scar but you know I'm worked hard

[Young Thug:]
Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
Peanut butter jelly, no deli
I got money, check the store credit
No new names unless you know they did it
Sleep in Paris, watch it happen

[Hook Young Thug:]
I don't have a break, I'm keeping bread
I'm getting fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
Now that your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no nigga
I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these bitches
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there running
I look like I came from nothing
And I look like I came for something and I'm coming, I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherfucking vomit