Young Thug feat. Gunna – Surf (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “Surf” – Young Thug feat. Gunna

Surf, surf, surf, surf
Surf, surf, surf, surfin’..②

These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
Your ass is just like a tank
These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
I’m ’bout to go fill up a safe
These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
These n**gas gon’ copy for days
These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
They tryna find out where I stay

I had a lock with a latch to see who break in, it just was a test, ah
Virgil was sending me drip just to see if I like it or rockin’ with it
There go lil’ mama, I don’t wanna f**k her, she burnin’, she trippin’
I’m wavy, goddamn
N**gas want smoke with the slatt, we can meet in the kitchen
I’m burnin’ the ham
These so-called gangsters don’t know how to approach the man
I chop up his ass, I chop up his friends, his mamas, and all his six kids
I come with that lead
I chop off the top of the Benz and all it gets fierce
They can’t wait to shred

I told ’em to chop off your penĩs, you keeping your head
I had a drum with a K and it’s fully loaded, n**ga play in this b**ch
Catch him down bad, you know I’m puttin’ d**k in your wife, I’m not sparing s**t
Shawty p**sy so tight I had to finger her s**t with a stick
N**gas ain’t come from my tribe, I can barely say they hit
I need some brand new tires, I done burned off of the Z06
I know ’bout family ties, I know ’bout the mob, but can’t say s**t
Couple things I done seen in the dark, I know I gotta die with it
Couple mains, I done sent a couple on the Spain, a couple on French

Surf, surf, surf, surf
Surf, surf, surf, surfin’..②

They tryna ride the wave, nine times out of ten, these n**gas gon’ drown
We got some slimy ways, can call up the bro, wipe his nose for a pound
I count it up, see what I made today
Beat it up, you gotta pay to play
Underdog, I gotta name to save
Some n**gas won’t ever get out
I’m having major waves
Drip like I made the rain
Scared and I’m gripping the grain
All of this dripping, ain’t drain
I copped a Bentley Mulsanne, the money been healin’ the pain
The coupe the same color c0caine, I hope you don’t sniff anything
She say she like giving me brain, I hope you didn’t get her a ring
In the Clearport, I’m boarding the plane, G6 is known for a king
Overseas, I got plenty of the tings, all pretty foreign tings
Yves Saint Laurent jeans , I drop a four in a cream

Surf, surf, surf, surf
Surf, surf, surf, surfin’..②

These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
Your ass is just like a tank
These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
I’m ’bout to go fill up a safe
These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
These n**gas gon’ copy for days
These n**gas gon’ ride the wave
They tryna find out where I stay…

➤ Written by Pi’erre Bourne, Gunna & Young Thug
Album: So Much Fun
Produced by Pi’erre Bourne
Young Thug | Gunna | 2019

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