Thief In The Night

(album: Slime Season 2 - 2015)

[Young Thug:]
Yeah
Just like a G, you know?
Trouble, Trouble, what's popping, 5?
B4, let's do it
Yee!
I wake up and go get me some new money
You know I'm living like a G
These little niggas ain't gonna take nothing from me
You know we do it like a G
I swear to God I fuck on anyone
Just like a gangster, just like a G
This Duct Tape and YSL
You know I do it like a G
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down

[Trouble & Young Thug:]
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
She got that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that little babe on ice
I make the paper like rice
Head on that bucket, your motherfucking life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up 'bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike

I go down on a dyke, I go up on my price
I might drop Kimbo Slice, kidnap like Uncle Ice
I got grits at the beach and they're white like a rice
Let Trouble take your life
After I give you five
Straight put that five to the side
It ain't no question how nigga gon' ride
When they come with them questions
My nigga get quiet, sh sh, nigga sit quiet, sh sh
I am not taking no disrespect
You Patrick Ewing, you pump faking
No that won't happen on me
I drop a key like the mufucking beat
I look good as your dad on a Friday
So many cars I gotta buy a driveway
Never gon' let 'em live a nigga crime day
Serving these X and Ps instead of popping
Pockets fat up like they jumped 'em
YSL, that slimy anaconda (Yeah)
Bicking back, being bool like a uncle (Yeah)
I'm so geeked-up, I might fuck a condom

Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
She got that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that little babe on ice
I make the paper like Rice
Head on that bucket, your motherfucking life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up 'bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike

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 shit sound like Jason
I be on Percocets more than occasion
They're betting on me like in Vegas
Betting on me like I'm Vegas
Stick to the code man, there won't be no trace
Thugga Thugga, tell me what would you say?
What would you say?
No J Money, but my gun say, "Bow"
Pop a molly, look at her then fiend
I'm the target mofucker, no beam
No this shit is not good as it seems
I might give her the boot with no jeans
I kick shit like a chong and a ching
I'm a boss, I'm 'bout that unity
Sandwiches, you know you in between
And you gotta know we at the green
You gotta be young nigga, wilder than Billie Jean
Gotta have paper for lawyer fees
You ain't with it, you a L
Still getting it, yeah, bails
Break it down on the scale
If it add up, hell yeah, I do it
Lap back as he ran to it

Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
She got that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that little babe on ice
I make the paper like Rice
Head on that bucket, your motherfucking life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up 'bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike