On The News Lyrics – Young Thug

Read the full On The News lyrics by Young Thug along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Young Thug’s music, you can also explore Catch Me I’m Falling and Fucking Told U, two other songs by Young Thug.

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Spider (We got London on the track)
Let’s go

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hundred n!ggas with me like we Fort Knox (Hunnid)
Press the issue, we run through it like a MAC truck (Ran)
B!tch, I’m the freshest at the gala, n!gga, what? (Ayy)
The pointers on my wrist, it got lil’ mama eating me up (Huh, eat me up)
I flooded my wrist, rainbow Rollie like a pump (Spider)
Tonight we step on them, n!gga, it’s time to mask up (Let’s ride)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news?
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
I thought so, n!gga, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
VVS’s on her wrist and now she splurging me (VVS’s on her)
That AK get to hitting, them bullets curving (She curving)
Let wifey drive the whip, I let it burst (Skrrt)
Just watch me send the blitz and watch it work (Disperse)
Drop-top Benz coupe, s*itting on ’em, doo-doo (Ayy)
Yellow Rolls Royce, yellow half Goku (Ayy)
They expose you as soon as you let ’em know you (Let ’em know you)
B!tch, you know that I love you, I show that I trust you (That’s racks)
I flex, I got muscle, Rolls Royce for my lover (Yeah, yeah)
I call her my momma, like, brr, brr, I’m in trouble
I put in on your head, I treat you like you’re special
I take you from your n!gga (Woah, woah), I put you in the washer
You with Young Spider, you’re flyer (So fly)
You’re tighter, you’re wet and I like ya, yeah
She calling me daddy and papi (Daddy)
My clothes from overseas, can’t get flyer than me (Flyer than me)
I’m going too big on these n!ggas that doubted me (Ayy)
I’m a real one so she gon’ confide in me (Yeah, yeah)

I told ’em, “Bring me cash, all blues” (Cash)
My big brudda coming home soon, n!gga, who?

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news?
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news?
Do you know how it feel? (Do you know how it feel?)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face hit the news, mate?
Momma call your phone, she boo-hoo-hoo

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
I said tens, we fu*k with tens
Who is that, b!tch? It’s just me and my friends
Dark skin, light skin, b!tch, we still twins
Loser b!tches swear to God they winning, since when? (Haha)
Look, I got the Snow White Richie, face extra large
Seven big bodies, ain’t no seven dwarves
Got more diamonds than a deck of cards
This n!gga texting me, he want some extra yards
Throw a touchdown, I’ma need a buss down
Said he was a R-N but he keep scrubs ’round (Huh)
One, hut, two, I’m like, “N!gga, what now?” (Huh)
Said this ass calling him like a fu*king butt dial (Ring)
I told you keep it low and you fu*k trash b!tches (Trash b!tches)
I told you keep it low and you fu*k opp b!tches (Opp b!tches)
Kept it low and then you out here, embarrassing (Ha)
How you knowing when you got these b!tches laughing?
But how the fu*k you laughing when I heard you getting beat on?
Gotta pay a n!gga way every trip y’all be on (Hah)
I’m like, nah, that couldn’t be I
That couldn’t be me, no, that couldn’t be C, no
I done lost my pride, I done lost tears when I cried
I lost my best friend and that n!gga still alive
I’m surprised, man, I thought that s*it would never switch
Sometimes the realest n!gga in your crew be a b!tch, n!gga, what?

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news?
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news?
Do you know how it feel? (Do you know how it feel?)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy)
Do you know how it feel to see your face hit the news, mate? (Ayy)
Momma call your phone, she boo-hoo-hoo

[Outro: Young Thug]
Momma call you crying