ninja

Young Thug

This is the most of them
This is the one that you see the shadow
In the back of the room
He s the one directing traffic
He is the one that we re all afraid of
He s the one that s King Slime, he s pulling the shots
He is the most dangerous of the twenty-eight, judge
And I, I implore you
Not to grant him a bond, he is dangerous
The setup they ve given to you
Is actually going to be less control, not more
If he gets a burner, judge, and the court may know this
A lot of the communications
That mister williams is on is on FaceTime
Because it s not traceable, it s not trackable
And we know that to be their MO
He gets a burner, he gets in there
He runs his gang from inside
And he won t get that, and no one s gonna throw his cell
I know what the investigator said, with all due respect
That s not the jail, that s their job
It s not the job of twenty-four
Officers being paid by mister williams
That s not their job
The job is the sheriff of Fulton County
Or any other sheriff where our sheriff
Decides to put mister williams, that s their job
He is dangerous
And, and I
I normally don t do this
But I don t hesitate in this case
Respectfully, judge, I believe if you give him a bond
We re gonna have more witnesses
In danger or gonna be missing
I believe he s that dangerous, judge
Yeah, Spider
King Spider
Yeah
Oh, yeah

Drop-top Rolls-Royce, kickin up no dust
Nigga, you ain t on your shit
Big dog right now, fuck nigga talkin bout?
Bitch, I ain t hittin that bitch (no)
Lil bitty bag, you niggas ain t gettin no cash
My niggas are rich
Lil bitty bag, you niggas
Ain t gettin this shit like us, nigga, we gettin it
On the way to the party to take they hoes
I come straight from the ghetto, my big dog trappin loads
We got a lot of pink toes, they wanna sell they soul
Lil bitch got choked out tryna send the lo out (huh)
We trappin and rappin , you bitch (let s go)
We puttin that shit on head to toe (woah, woah, woah)
We sell out the stadiums, yeah (let s go)
We puttin baguettes on the hoes (woah, woah, woah)
My nigga, I m trench as it get (let s go)
These fuck niggas sellin they soul (woah, woah, woah)
We pop it wherever we go (let s go)
We sellin these lil niggas hope (let it breathe)

Yeah, it s King Spider, man
These niggas look up to us (let it breathe)
That s a fact, everything we do (let it breathe)
But everything we do is a translation (let it breathe, yeah)

Rolled me up some stanky fuckin dank, yeah
They follow us cause it ain t nothin we can t get, yeah
Big baguettes on a ship, I sanked it, yeah
Every time they play, we spankin em, yeah
(You want a whoopin , son?)
When she can t get ahold of you, she call me, yeah
I m the one left the Gucci socks in your sheets, yeah
Talkin cars, I got every animal in my fleet, yeah, yeah
I chop off the beat
I chop down a freak (woo) , the spot got a reek in it (hey)
It s smellin like Baccarat (woo)
Victoria s Secret shit (okay)
I bought her the Birkin, the Kells, we doin Chanel
They wanna be just like us
And all they bitches can tell, nigga
Nigga, nigga
I m callin my opps nigga
They better not play with me, nigga
I sleep with the K with me, nigga
Some bad shit lay with me, nigga
My kids, they straight, you nigga
I m not fake, you nigga
Black diamonds today, I m a nigga
Nigga, nigga
I m callin my opps nigga
Nigga, nigga
I m callin my opps nigga