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    [Peewee Longway]
    No one motherfucking else
    Can't be
    Know what I'm saying nigga?

    [Hook: Young Thug]
    Tell him Louie chasing and he feel like no one else
    Tell him Peewee Longway say he feel like no one else
    Tell him big Guwop say that he feel like no one else
    Tell him little Guwop say that he feel like no one else
    When I copped that rover, man, I drove like no one else
    When he called it out, I bet he drove like no one else
    When he bought a phantom
    bet he drove like no one else
    When your ho leave Guwop bet she feel like no one else

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    I got a bad bitch, said that she feel like nobody
    And no vampire, but I got boyfriends divided
    Made a hundred k I'm rapping, rapping. That my habit
    Now you meet the newest member of the goddamn library
    This monkey bitch crabbing
    so I guess I know her partner
    I don't know her
    but she say she know the mother of my daughter
    I'm not talking 'bout no dad
    but we don't have to go farther
    I don't care, but if you ever need booze
    I take your hard-earned
    I'm looking like my middle name
    That ass fat from a mile away
    I got my mother's friends. I like that pussy balling head
    I'm thugger, major pain. I put that icing on her grill
    Just like Johnny Day. Johnny Day. Hallelujah!

    [Verse 2: Young Thug]
    When I'm in the house
    it's Longway feeling like no one else
    Got your bitch into her vest
    and call that Peewee Longway health
    Now roll my weed, that stuff two grams
    We fucked up, two cups in the fountain
    Lord, that ain't us, that's country grammar
    Talking like a country boy, I stay in Atlanta
    Y'all niggas ain't know I sell mud out the fountain
    Clienteles'll get your ass scrubbed in Atlanta
    Skinny Beretta on [?], don't scrub in the Audi
    Uk, foreign whip, don't know a nigga like it
    Switch a royal k, bitch, I thought a nigga like it
    Guwop, Guap and Thug in the posse
    Ain't shit like us, cause we going in your pockets
    Boot it up, nigga, took off like a rocket
    We the plug in the socket. Taking nigga's bitch is a hobby
    Run around the motherfucking lobby. Woppa and Thug
    Back to back serving in the 'rari
    Got racks that are older than Atari. Guwop and the bud
    Jeffing out the plug with a thousand
    Brick Factory count up a thousand
    Sipping mud out the mug, white phone stuck
    A nigga whiling, you'll never see another nigga like it

    [Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
    They say I walk like cash, and I talk too fast
    Girl to the mall yeah I bought her two bags
    Gucci Mane tryna sell more houses
    Don't give a damn that I used to sell ounces
    My block be my trap house, that was powerful
    Sell a man's apartment, shit, to make housing
    Gucci is the God, man, you don't want to start it
    Have the world. We'll say "Dearly Departed"
    All she wrote
    Bend her and hanging. Fat give her [?] quote end quote
    I sell dope, I cut coat
    Especially if that ass Boat Imma keep it up [?]
    I'm the captain, all aboard
    Come on while you can afford it
    If I ain't rapping I'd be working
    Is that hard for you to absorb?
    For the free monkeys from me
    Serve it to you dirty cheap
    Dirty dog, dirty job, so Imma charge you thirty-three
    Serve to check my style, yeah, you stole it like a burglary
    Now I'm on emergency I keep on making currencies

    [Verse 4: Peewee Longway]
    Ok, now when she on that molly she turn to somebody else
    She so rich as fuck she tried to do it by herself
    I told her it's Versace, watch how you pulling on that belt
    And these are Christians loose
    now that's a rack everytime I step
    I'm with Longway, I'm with [?], pull an eight up by myself
    Pull up in that foreign feature 'rari, hop out and just sit
    Touchdown in La, turned seventeen, got they injection
    I seen Guwop call up Birdman, say 100k a bet
    Why everytime you see the kid
    I'm with another nigga's bitch?
    I might shoot a k with choppers
    you can tell they with the shit
    I don't give a fuck about it
    she get fucked then get this mince
    Smoking weed and sipping lean
    designer down behind the tent

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