Young Thug, Guap Tarantino - Loose Screw lyrics

[Young Thug, Guap Tarantino - Loose Screw lyrics]

Hee, slatt hee, what?
Hee, big one hee

Loose screw, tattoo
Fat nigga shit, I fuck 'em by the two
Diamonds wet, had to fuck her in the pool
Bought out the the 1s out the
Club and act a fool want blues
Ac', cool diamonds, fool
Racks, cool
Bitch, I got big racks, young nigga pass that
Fuckin' on bad bitches, ran up a damn sack

Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks
Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks
High tech drinkin' motherfucker
Fuck if your scared, I'm bone crusher
Get head from my god momma
Shawty right there deepsuckin'
Bet a young nigga make her knees buckle
I just fucked a thot bitch
I can't trust her
We gon' pass that bitch around
We not some suckers, yeah
Drippin' again, I'm drippin' again
Bitch, watch me trend
I turn it in for my kin
I just threw some lil' bitty bills
Stackin' up shit
I got caught with 12 X pills and tried again
I got caught with 12 X pills and tried again
Man, they help me get all blue, like a crip
I just took a new Tom Cruise on the ship
I just took a new Tom Cruise on the ship

Loose screw, tattoo
Fat nigga shit, I fuck 'em by the two
Diamonds wet, had to fuck her in the pool
Bought out the the 1s out the
Club and act a fool want blues
Ac', cool diamonds, fool
Racks, cool
Bitch, I got big racks, young nigga pass that
Fuckin' on bad bitches, ran up a damn sack

Designer on a plane, yeah
That shit was handmade
80k worth jewelry, yeah
It's time to get a safe
Put them youngins on your head
Swear to God they insane
That nigga knock they head off
Now it's time to get them chains
Get your head knocked off for half
Of one of my rings
Chicken got crop, bail, them bands
Kick shit, Jackie Chan, ball like Major Payne
Kill 'em, put 'em in a grave
Kill his road manes
Fat nigga shit, won't catch me in Balmain
Fuck a bad yellow bitch
She gave me star brain
Diamonds on my neck glistenin'
Check them all mane and I been coppin' shit
Since Tha Carter mane
Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks
Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks
High Tech drinkin' motherfucker
Fuck if your scared, I'm bone crusher
Rack, rack, rack, rack, rack
Rack, rack, rack, racks!
Big Guap in this bitch
I'm flippin' these racks
Put your lipstick on my bod'
You know the rest
Bought a Harley Davidson, pin down a T-Rex
Rollie, AP, Patek

Loose screw, tattoo
Fat nigga shit, I fuck 'em by the two
Diamonds wet, had to fuck her in the pool
Bought out the the 1s out the
Club and act a fool want blues
Ac', cool diamonds, fool
Racks, cool
Bitch, I got big racks, young nigga pass that
Fuckin' on bad bitches, ran up a damn sack

Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks

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