Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Communication , by - Young Thug. Release date: 16.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Communication |
| He mugging 'cause he know it’s no communication |
| Every time I go see Pablo we communicating |
| I want nachos mixed with tacos, that’s communication |
| Treat the streets just like a ring, we skating and racing |
| She wanna live like Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| Burrito, extra beans, that’s communication |
| Them squares come from the migos, bales from the Haitians |
| I sell a hundred pounds, turn up at the station |
| I sell a hundred squares, Casino on vacation |
| Made a million in these streets, no exaggeration |
| Biggest boss in a business, that’s my clarification |
| Thumbing through the check, I call that masturbating |
| Thirty-six for a brick, that’s the calculation |
| Said she wanna ride with a G, pull up in a Ghost with a G |
| Nigga didn’t wanna fuck so I let Kiki suck me to sleep |
| Thug say he took a thousand pounds and he lettin' it go for cheap |
| Y’all niggas hatin' 'cause an ex-producer run the streets |
| He mugging 'cause he know it’s no communication |
| Every time I go see Pablo we communicating |
| I want nachos mixed with tacos, that’s communication |
| Treat the streets just like a ring, we skating and racing |
| She wanna live like Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| Damn, hundred grams, Uncle Sam |
| Pockets stuffed, jam, hi there ma’am |
| How you doin', Wend Williams voice, Lamb |
| Porsche, I was broke, now I got choices |
| You know when she not with you, boy she in his bidding |
| She know it’s some A-1 niggas with plenty benjis |
| She know it’s RIP to OG Double D (RIP, RIP) |
| She know if I catch one I’ma turn 'em to three (slice 'em) |
| She record and she stop, she punch in when she end it |
| On the phone with blood, she suck so good I can’t even finish a sentence |
| Buy Indian Remy, get it right out of my Bentley |
| Thugger F Baby and the F stand for Fendi |
| He load me down with bales and tacos |
| And in return he get those nachos, nachos |
| He mugging 'cause he know it’s no communication |
| Every time I go see Pablo we communicating |
| I want nachos mixed with tacos, that’s communication |
| Treat the streets just like a ring, we skating and racing |
| She wanna live like Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |
| She riding around with Casino and Young Thug |