I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
You been on my mind
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Thugger, you been on my mind"
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound

Thugger, woo!
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
You been on my mind
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)

Oh, you been on my mind
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)
You should really call my line
Hello, pussy really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)

Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
[?]
Baby, woo, woo, uh
You been on my mind
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
[Verse 2: 24hrs]
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)

My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
beast" She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little…
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
[Chorus: 24hrs]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Oh, you been on my mind
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Oh, you should really call my line
A-Trak, woo!
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Hello, you should really call my mind
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
[Intro: Young Thug]
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
24hrs
Oh, you been on my mind
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)
Oh, you should really call my line

Oh, you should really call my line
A-Trak, you been on my mind
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)
Big dawg shit off the rip
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
You should really call my line
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
You should really call my line
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)

Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
"Twenty, you been on my mind
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
These niggas fake like a display
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)