Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sup Mate, artist - Young Thug. Album song So Much Fun, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Atlantic
Song language: English
Sup Mate |
Oxycontin what I piss |
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Flip it to the dog like a dish |
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Accept the loss before I quit |
(Yeah, yeah, accept the loss before I quit, yeah, yeah) |
She slept at the house, I bought her Ruth Chris |
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
What’s up, mate? |
Got cake, mate (Yeah, yeah) |
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (Woo) |
Got cups, mate (Woo, ooh), no fucks, mate (Woo, mate) |
Give no fucks, mate (Woo, geeked, mate), I’m up, mate (Woo, outta shape, yeah, |
yeah) |
It’s up, mate, I buck, mate (Yeah, yeah) |
I bleed, mate, he bled, mate (Woo, yeah, yeah) |
Got cups, mate, (Woo) no fucks, mate |
Let’s fuck, mate (Woo) |
Fucked my classmate (Woo), fuck, shit, let’s splash, mate (Woo) |
Or suck that shit, let’s splash, hey |
Smokin' on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all |
Wanna try this shit, let me know |
We prepare first and then Columbine |
Trenchcoat, under a nigga’s sleeve |
Wipe his nose, wipe his nose (Pussy ass nigga) |
Wipe his nose, (Slatt) wipe his nose (Wipe your nose) |
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose, slatt) wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose) |
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose), wipe his nose (Yeah, yeah) |
Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it up (Yeah, yeah) |
Jump in the Bentley, I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (Woo, yeah, |
yeah) |
Chuggin' it down, I’m smokin' a pound, I’m fuckin' around (Yeah, yeah) |
Smokin' on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all |
What’s up, mate? |
(Woo) Got the blicky, featherweight (Woo) |
Got the cash, I bake the cake, (Woo) ayy, what’s brackin', mate? |
(Woo) |
I just sniper, mate, (Woo) chain on hydrate, mate (Woo) |
Get no sleep, mate, (Woo) I’m geeked, mate, pushin' weight, outta shape (Yeah, |
yeah) |
Red wings, red bottoms, I’m a fuckin' devil (Yeah, yeah) |
20 tennis chains on, not no Ric Flair medal (Woo, yeah, yeah) |
I don’t gotta run it back, you heard what Gunna tell 'em (Yeah, yeah) |
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that look like Fruity Pebbles |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Bitch wanna hit her a lick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Bitch wanna suck on the dick, yeah |
Bitch wanna get her a brick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,) |
Bitch wanna fuck on a bitch (Yeah) |
Bitch wanna fuck on the clique (Yeah, yeah) |
Euros on euros, I’m gettin' it (Uh) |
Step on the floor, now I’m lit (Woo) |
Wipe his nose, wipe her nose (Woo) |
Kick a door, keep the Ruger (Woo) |
Put the pole in his ho, bend her over (Woo, woo, woo) |
Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, |
yeah) |
I’m so high, all I can say is «Woo, woo, woo» |
I can’t talk, I barely could say, «Woo, woo, woo» |
Count a M and count another one, ooh, ooh (Ooh) |
Fuck that shit, I enter the lotto, woo, woo (Fuck it, yeah, yeah) |
Count a half and another |
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
I can never be a facade relative |
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Up to the sky with my mom, brothers |
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
They let it hit from the side, they were all cudders |
(Woo, woo, fuck it, yeah, yeah) |
Oh, okay, fuck her good, make her try voodoo |
Okay, my plug put me on, I call him Lou Lou |
Hood nigga, pay it in full, I’m a black Jew |
What’s population? |
I come from the trenches, we pray for a brick |
What’s poppin', lady? |
Bitches love a nigga’s accent (Woo, woo) |
Pain pills, codeine, hydro, acid (Woo, woo) |
I hang with some slimes, pullin' kick doors (Woo, woo) |
Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin' |
Gucci socky on my feet |
Sloppy toppy, keep it neat |
One, two, three, I got freaks |
Ooh, four girls on fleek |
Ooh, bad and saditty |
Ooh, ass and her titties |
Ooh, that ting litty |
And my Spanish ting, she bad like J. Lo (Ooh, ooh) |
I crushed up an X pill in her asshole (Ooh, ooh) |
50 round clip, got my Draco (Ooh, ooh) |
I should, I should teach drug classes (Ooh, ooh) |
I stay on my grind, Margiela ten toes (Ooh, ooh) |
Money on my mind, I’m a nympho (Ooh, ooh) |
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh) |
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh) |
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh) |
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh) |
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh) |
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh) |