Yuck Lyrics – Young Thug (UY SCUTI)

Read the full Yuck lyrics by Young Thug from the album UY SCUTI 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 On The News and Catch Me I’m Falling, two other songs by Young Thug.

[Intro: Young Thug]
(Taurus)
Yeah
All this bad s*it around a n!gga, man, all this motherfu*king mun-yun, man
All this s*it going on around a n!gga, man, this s*it turnt up
This s*it is crazy, it’s lit, yeah
It’s lit (Lit), it’s lit (Lit)
It’s lit (Lit), it’s up (Lit)
It’s lit (Lit), it’s up (Up)
It’s up (Lit, hey)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

My b!tch, she bad, she stay stone cold
Where ya diamonds at? S*it, inside ya nose
Hunnid grand on shoes, s*it, designer toes
Put it in the air, show them hoes you froze, woo
This b!tch know I’m not coming, no, woo
You play with me, my twin gon’ go, woo
I’m going Rolls-Royce truck if you think I’m poor, yeah
Got a half a million on me, low, yeah
I’m going two-tone on a Rolls-Royce special (Two)
She wanna fu*k my bro tonight and I’ma let her (Let her)
She got high heels on, baby, she pressure (Pressure)
I went throw up on a Rollie, it’s yellow (Yuck)
Yuck, yuck (Hey), yuck, yuck, yuck
Everything about a young n!gga rich (Yuck), dog (Yuck)
If I spit on her clit, she’ll glisten, dog
S*it, I’m sliding in a Benz
She say I’m s*xy, I’m handsome just like Ken
I told lil’ mama I’m not modest, I’m him
I told lil’ baby come and ride me, bring a rim (Hey)
Yuck, yuck (Hey), yuck, yuck (Hey), yuck
My money, in God we trust (We trust)
No n!ggas, just hoes and us (It’s just us)
If you play her, bring her here, yeah
I took two diamonds out my chest and put ’em in her ear
I took my mans around the world ’cause I know you drill (Brrt)

I took advances in Chanel cause I know it’s real (Real)
The police on my trail, ’cause I’m ill
I took her traveling ’round the world like a Navy Seal
I put baguettes on her dermal, now her naval kill, yeah
We turnt this s*it up like, ayy, ayy (Hey)
Yuck, yuck (Hey), yuck, yuck (Hey)
Let’s go (It’s lit), let’s go (It’s lit), let’s go (It’s lit), let’s go (It’s lit)

[Verse 2: Ken Carson]
Huh, huh, it’s lit, huh, huh, yeah
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, yeah
All I know is pop my s*it, I was taught this stuff
Oh, you thought them n!ggas was lit until they brought me up
Inject codeine in my veins, I don’t need a cup
Dissect the body, get her brain, then I’m leaving her
For the black truck, all limousine, I got gang in this b!tch
Young n!gga came from nothing, she never met a n!gga this rich
Left her a AirTag with her, I always got her location
Shawty want me to pay for it, I ain’t giving out donations
Trap house got 101, I’m having more spots than Dalmatians
Slapped the b!tch, ran outta patience
Crocodile Birkin for my baby
I’m s*itting on every n!gga that hated
Should’ve stayed down, should’ve waited
My life’s so unrated, I swear this s*it a movie
It’s made by A24, yo’ s*it went to Tubi
Having my way with these hoes, I swear this s*it too lit
Racks can’t fit, they too big, I hate being sober
Brown thick s*it so fine, her body like a Coca-Cola
Take a shot, it’s time to roll up
When I walk in that b!tch, know I’m lit
I got Call of Duty sticks, load up
You pu*sy n!ggas know how it get
It’s lit, it’s lit (Huh)
It’s lit, it’s lit (Huh-huh)
It’s lit, it’s lit (Huh-huh)
It’s lit, it’s lit (Huh-huh)
I’ve been lit since the match struck
I’ll turn a n!gga to a pack, yeah
This money will attract her, let her play with these bands
Send her money just to get her wig, then some designs on her hands
I don’t trust her, just the gain my trust, gotta get my name tatted
I been rolling off the ecstasy, I’ll knock, these ain’t no addies
If I missionary with a ho, you know that she a baddie
‘Rari truck this not Caddy, I got stars in the Rolls-Royce
Shawty calling back to back, she don’t want nothing, she just wanna hear my voice
She got n!ggas on her line, but they ain’t making no noise
She got options, yeah, she got options, I’m her favorite choice