Young Thug - One Of The Greats lyrics

If I ain't one of the greats
Then tell me who it is
I been focusing on my babies
Just 'cause they my kids
I took off all my necklaces
To see the plot twist magnificent prefixes
You can tell by the letterman
I'm turnt up on Madison
I'm still screaming "pussy niggas
Show me a better man" rolls Royce umbrellas
I turned to a feather
I'm stacking some cheddar
I turned my process up now
I gotta perform at Coachella

I had just turned Hermes up
Now I been rocking Margiela
I'm on the block where they gon' wait
For you to fail then tell you (Hey)
You been spending all my racks
And ain't tell me nothing
All you jewelers tryna rob
And don't you sell me nothing
Don't your clothes say Celine? You styling
Your ex been tryna call back
Your shit pure crack few billion in plaques
You better hide it in the house
You better not let her get no internet
'cause I spill on a jack
Don't stand 'em up beside me
Big dawg told me get the check like Nike
I think the Tarzan movie was about me
The way I'm moving in the streets
Real love excite me
Got me coming home nightly
I fell in love with your thongs most likely
A real redbone tryna come wife me
No one more night, more like nightly
'Port UK, I'm being grown
Now I'm just tryna steal the song
Black sky dweller, King Kong
Black guy in the world getting on (yeah)
Black guy can't do wrong
Black guy in this motherfucking zone (yeah)
Black boy making it home
Black boy ain't making it home
Tryna reach the crack of dawn
Trapping in my Reebok, I don't see y'all
I'm just tryna get off my re-rock
I don't wanna be opps cops pull up
We all flee out like we all feet out
I'm getting high 'till I don't see y'all
Pour two liter
She see her own face and she ain't clear
She don't wanna be herself and just
For that I gotta feel her
I'm in and off this internet shit like ma mia
This shit ain't passed up none of my deals
I make me a mill' i wonder if I ever get
Off seals and popping pills
I don't know but right now it feels real
This shit real
I'm Doctor Phil, I'm big Will, I'm king spill
If I ever rat, It wound
My ears, I'm getting killed
I swear I'm getting killed (Woo, yeah)

If I ain't one of the greats
Then tell me who it is
I been focusing on my babies
'cause they my kids
I took off all my necklaces
To see the plot twist magnificent prefixes
You can tell by the letterman
I'm turnt up on Madison
I'm still screaming "pussy niggas
Show me better man" rolls Royce umbrellas
I turned to a feather
I'm stacking some cheddar
I turned my process up now
I gotta perform at Coachella

Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, hey
Ooh, ooh, hey ooh, ooh, hey
Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh
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