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Young Thug - Send Her Back Lyrics

Send Her Back Lyrics[Intro: Young Thug]
From Atlanta, to LA, to New York, know what I'm sayin'?
Young successful livin', you know what I'm sayin'?

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine
I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes
Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine
Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash
I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'
I spent half a mill on just one necklace
And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie
And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime
I'm just a snake in your grass yеah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Shes just a tropical Kanyе, she got potential for sum yea
I put my hand on her throat yeah, now she got diamonds on her tongue yea
I put Chanelly on her mom yea, The pocket [?] cream like cum yeah
Rose gold knife in the camp yea. bet a nigga get stabbed yea
I been filling my pockets with salary
I done switched to a whole nother major league
I been filling this backwood with hella trees, paper trail on the road
I been chilling with all type of energy while I travel the world
What's your name baby? Let's make some chemistry
I been loving the way that you into me

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine
I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes
Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine
Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash
I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'
I spent half a mill on just one necklace
And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie
And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime
I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I got boogers sitttin on my chest, yellow booger sittin on my bitch
I'm assassin better not trip, I got bad shit nun off the rip
[?], [?] hips, sent her back, she had too much lip
You got two cars, both 'em got flipped
I got twenty cars nun of em got flipped, he got my back, then you know what it is
I shot back cause a fuck nigga missed, never ratted go stack you sum chips
Yellow Cartier bracelet dip
Flooded beeper, 1986
One of one Cartier and it's swiss
In my Rolls Royce truck with a .6 drum
Got the fold like chairs, the big one, cop a trolly, you gon' end up missin'
When you punch man, a Rollie on your fist shit
Saw the cop, and I told him he hit this
Called a opp, and I turned him to Ricky
Like Big Worm, put a perm on these bitches
Need a coke, and a dope, at the riches
Over half a mil' for Aventador, I don't give no fuck 'bout what you whippin' in

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine
I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes
Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine
Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash
I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'
I spent half a mill on just one necklace
And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie
And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime
I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 3: Bay Swag]
All of these V's in my necklace
Pockets so fat like Precious
I was broke, used to pull up in a Lexus
Lo Mein with the [?], fuck breakfast
Me and Slime in LA, livin' epic
My hitters got sticks, they reckless
And we stackin' these bags like Tetris
Versace where I sleep from a mattress
Louboutin bling high, nigga be spiked up
Mosh pit at my show, they love when I pipe up
Ballin', no budget, they wanna be like us
Amiri drippin' how a nigga be mic'd up
Cartier ring it fightin' like Tyson
[?] shoot, no we ain't with the fightin'
Bust down Rollie, not rockin' no Breitling

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine
I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes
Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine
Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash
I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'
I spent half a mill on just one necklace
And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie
And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime
I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 4: Lil Duke]
They cannot fuck with me
All of my bitches, they stuck with me
Niggas be talkin', but know ain't no touchin' me
Couple bad bitches will never give up on me
Send my lil' bitch to come put that good love on me
We do not look for no handouts, you askin' for money we cut off yo hand (Slatt)
YSL bitch, thinkin' 'bout goin' and cop me some land
Trap house bitch, I gotta go get some more rubber bands
'member back then when I didn't have no plans
Sellin' out shows now we runnin' from fans
I double C on Chanel, if I ever get caught get caught, I swear I will not tell
She want that dick when she see me and my niggas we winnin', took too many L's

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine
I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes
Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine
Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash
I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'
I spent half a mill on just one necklace
And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie
And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime
I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses