SOB X RBE – My Thugs lyrics

[Chorus: Yhung T. O.]
And I'm off this Henny, I'm off Patron
Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home
Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home
I remember I was broke, now my paper long
If you want me to slide, you know I will
Gotta keep that fire, you know I will
And when I die, lil' baby, she in my will
And I ain't never left, I'm in the field

[Verse 1: Yhung T. O.]
Need someone to treat you right, girl, you know I could
Try to snatch my chain, I wish a nigga would
I remember sipping Henny, smoking 'Woods
And them niggas ain't gon' try me 'cause they know I'm Suge
Give a fuck who you is, nigga it ain't good
I ain't never left, bitch, I'm in the hood
I ain't never did you wrong and I never would
I could get them niggas gone, yeah you know I could
Nigga, you could ask around, I ain't never lied
I remember posted on that S, getting hella high
Now I got a crib in la catching hella vibes
Couldn't wait 'til niggas knew my name and it was televised
Aww sob, rbe that's the gang, bitch
I been cruising through the V on that same shit
Don't know who I'm 'posed to be when that pain hit
'Cause I was still in them streets when that fame hit
Missing all my niggas, they done gone, yeah
Lord, I just hope I make it home, yeah
'Member we was kids? Now we grown, yeah
From the V, I had to get it on my own, yeah

[Chorus: Yhung T. O.]
And I'm off this Henny, I'm off Patron
Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home
Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home
I remember I was broke, now my paper long
If you want me to slide, you know I will
Gotta keep that fire, you know I will
And when I die, lil' baby, she in my will
And I ain't never left, I'm in the field

[Post-Chorus: Slimmy B]
Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs
Free my thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thugs
Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs
R.I.P. My thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thugs

[Verse 2]
Nigga, everywhere I go I keep my fire on me
Nigga, I was underage when I was riding forty
And, bitch, fuck your nigga 'cause we sliding on him
I came in this world alone, I guess I'm dying lonely
Feed a nigga to the snakes and watch him die slowly
I think she blowing up my line because she tryna blow me
I keep a chopper with a scope 'cause they tryna score me
And I treat niggas like they bitches just for tryna ho me
And I miss all my thugs, wish I could bring 'em back
Them crackers almost pulled that trigger just for being black
And just to make it out this life, bro, you gon' need a strap
When I catch niggas it ain't all good it ain't no season pass, bitch

[Chorus: Yhung T. O.]
And I'm off this Henny, I'm off Patron
Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home
Free all of my thugs, hope they make it home
I remember I was broke, now my paper long
If you want me to slide, you know I will
Gotta keep that fire, you know I will
And when I die, lil' baby, she in my will
And I ain't never left, I'm in the field

[Post-Chorus: Slimmy B]
Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs
Free my thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thugs
Free my thug, thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thug, thugs
R.I.P. My thug, thug, thugs
I miss my thug, thug, thugs