Released: February 1, 2015
Featuring: Young Thug Jose Guapo
Songwriter: Jose Guapo Young Thug Peewee Longway
Producer: Dun Deal
[Intro: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
Thugger
Longway
Longway, Longway!
I got guap truckloads
I want some more mud
[Hook: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic, I hope that you're ready
She got you your pounds
I think that she psychic, I hope that you're ready
Bitch having pouts
The bottom of her, look just like spaghetti
She got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up, with nothin' but lettuce
Nothin but lettuce!
[Bridge: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
She might be wrong but she ready!
(I hope that you're ready for war)
She might be on but she ready
(I know that she ready for war)
[Verse 1: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
(Thug)
She don't wanna join us out in the club so she outside in the car
(Peewee)
Smoking on ganja weed, Got it from peewee that pack is bizarre
(Thug)
Bitch want to know how it feels to live life like a star (live like a star)
(Peewee)
Took that bitch right to my crib and Fucked her right next to my car
(Thug)
She good! She want it. She got it. (I got it)
(Peewee)
She on but she ready, I doubt it. (I doubt it)
(both)
(I doubt it!)
(Thug)
I been dodging paparazzi. I shoot at niggas bodies
Flare! Flare! Flare Blaow! blaow!
(Peewee)
That AK I got em
(Thug)
Longway Longway,What the song says
(Peewee)
Came from the bottom
Bitches geeked off Percocets
(Percocets!)
(Thug)
(Hey!)
Yeah, whole lot of bitches want menages
(Peewee)
Send them bags strictly, out the Longway hey
(Thug)
Hey!
[Hook: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
She got you your pounds
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
Bitch having pouts
The bottom of her, look just like spaghetti
She got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up, with nothin' but lettuce
Nothin but lettuce!
[Bridge: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
She might be wrong but she ready!
(I hope that you're ready for war)
She might be on but she ready
(I know that she ready for war)
[Verse 2: Young Thug, Jose Guapo, & Peewee Longway]
(Thug)
She, sucking my Dick like a tick.(Oo-oo, suck)
No evil flick,Nigga gay if he ever send a pick
(Jose Gaupo)
We not with that shit, and you know all of my bitches be thick.(Bust, bust!)
And all these hoes gon' fuck on us because we young and getting rich
(Peewee)
A group of freight hoes playing leggo eggo my dick. (Leggo my eggo!)
I seen sixteen Os, they go to get those splits
Just like George and Diego They take them risks
A extra cup to the P.O. cause I can't piss shit
(Thug)
Re-rock the dope when a rollie, trying break my wrists
Dboy young nigga gon' licks
Now the fuck nigga but I'm with Fuck shit
Yes you can miss me with it
(Jose Gaupo)
I came in with all of my homies
You know I'm gonna leave with your bitch
Young guapo El Chapo, We sell the blanco
I bust up on that type of shit
[Hook: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
She got you your pounds
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
Bitch having pouts
The bottom of her, look just like spaghetti
She got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up, with nothin' but lettuce
Nothin but lettuce!
[Bridge: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
She might be wrong but she ready!
(I hope that you're ready for war)
She might be on but she ready
(I know that she ready for war)
Thugger
Longway
Longway, Longway!
I got guap truckloads
I want some more mud
[Hook: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic, I hope that you're ready
She got you your pounds
I think that she psychic, I hope that you're ready
Bitch having pouts
The bottom of her, look just like spaghetti
She got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up, with nothin' but lettuce
Nothin but lettuce!
[Bridge: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
She might be wrong but she ready!
(I hope that you're ready for war)
She might be on but she ready
(I know that she ready for war)
[Verse 1: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
(Thug)
She don't wanna join us out in the club so she outside in the car
(Peewee)
Smoking on ganja weed, Got it from peewee that pack is bizarre
(Thug)
Bitch want to know how it feels to live life like a star (live like a star)
(Peewee)
Took that bitch right to my crib and Fucked her right next to my car
(Thug)
She good! She want it. She got it. (I got it)
(Peewee)
She on but she ready, I doubt it. (I doubt it)
(both)
(I doubt it!)
(Thug)
I been dodging paparazzi. I shoot at niggas bodies
Flare! Flare! Flare Blaow! blaow!
(Peewee)
That AK I got em
(Thug)
Longway Longway,What the song says
(Peewee)
Came from the bottom
Bitches geeked off Percocets
(Percocets!)
(Thug)
(Hey!)
Yeah, whole lot of bitches want menages
(Peewee)
Send them bags strictly, out the Longway hey
(Thug)
Hey!
[Hook: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
She got you your pounds
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
Bitch having pouts
The bottom of her, look just like spaghetti
She got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up, with nothin' but lettuce
Nothin but lettuce!
[Bridge: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
She might be wrong but she ready!
(I hope that you're ready for war)
She might be on but she ready
(I know that she ready for war)
[Verse 2: Young Thug, Jose Guapo, & Peewee Longway]
(Thug)
She, sucking my Dick like a tick.(Oo-oo, suck)
No evil flick,Nigga gay if he ever send a pick
(Jose Gaupo)
We not with that shit, and you know all of my bitches be thick.(Bust, bust!)
And all these hoes gon' fuck on us because we young and getting rich
(Peewee)
A group of freight hoes playing leggo eggo my dick. (Leggo my eggo!)
I seen sixteen Os, they go to get those splits
Just like George and Diego They take them risks
A extra cup to the P.O. cause I can't piss shit
(Thug)
Re-rock the dope when a rollie, trying break my wrists
Dboy young nigga gon' licks
Now the fuck nigga but I'm with Fuck shit
Yes you can miss me with it
(Jose Gaupo)
I came in with all of my homies
You know I'm gonna leave with your bitch
Young guapo El Chapo, We sell the blanco
I bust up on that type of shit
[Hook: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
She got you your pounds
I think that she psychic,I hope that you're ready
Bitch having pouts
The bottom of her, look just like spaghetti
She got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up, with nothin' but lettuce
Nothin but lettuce!
[Bridge: Young Thug + PeeWee Longway]
She might be wrong but she ready!
(I hope that you're ready for war)
She might be on but she ready
(I know that she ready for war)