Thuggin Lyrics – Kevin Gates, G Herbo

Read the full Thuggin lyrics by Kevin Gates and G Herbo along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kevin Gates’s music, you can also explore Dying Is Easy and BBO (Simon Says), two other songs by Kevin Gates.

[Intro: Kevin Gates]
Yeah (I’ma just talk my s*it on this b!tch)
Yeah, I’m just waiting on the blackberry for the start up, b!tch
Yeah, that b!tch ’bout to start up in a minute, you lil’ pu*sy-ass b!tch
You know what’s happening with me, ho
I’ll tell you, “Fu*k you in your face,” boy (I’ll tell you, “Fu*k you in your face,” b!tch)

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
White G Nikes, walking like trying not to crease the front
White t-shirt, black Maybach, pop the trunk, go get you one
Porter Ranch, mansion shopping, wifey pick out what she want
Yellow Bumblebee Mercedes, cooling with my new lil’ baby

Cully truck, bow in front, who this? This for you, lil’ baby
Pinky ring, bling-bling-blaow, no sneaky links, I’m faithful now
Diamond chains, but chopper playing matching diamond tennis bracelet
Trying to pop it on the slick like I ain’t turnt up ’round this b!tch?
Community that you live in ain’t got a gate up or a fence
Rolex watch don’t fit your wrist, you probably stole it from a trick
All my family staying wise, safe to say we with the s*its
If I catch you out of bounds, I’ma do you something sick

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Yeah, take your lick, we thugging
All that dissing you be doing don’t mean nothing
Real street n!gga, know you pu*sy, you be bluffing
Watch who you hang around, turn your gangster down
Creep up on you, catch you slipping, lay you down
TTG, trained to go, we don’t wait around, yeah

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
I’m a money getter (Money getter)
Up eight figures, liquid, b!tch and I’m still getting richer
Fashion district, spend two-fifty like I bought a Richard (Ayy)
I’m in Philly, all thick s*it like I ball for the Sixers
Pull up M3, M6, GT, Cyber beast or the Urus
Six whips, half an M on a kit, that’s nothing, I spend a 100K on my killers
I’m in the ‘Raq with a fin and a Drac’

I’ve been toting my Glock since a lil’ one
38, I wrapped it with tape (You know that)
Used to fire the whole block up and hit it (Skrrt)
Stash box in the V or the divot
Ride with no mask, we still left off fifty (Grrt)
I ain’t give no fu*k when I did it
Plead the fifth before I admit it
Me and Gates, we apes and gorillas

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Yeah, take your lick, we thugging
All that dissing you be doing don’t mean nothing
Real street n!gga, know you pu*sy, you be bluffing
Watch who you hang around, turn your gangster down
Creep up on you, catch you slipping, lay you down
TTG, trained to go, we don’t wait around, yeah