Thank You Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I know some n***as that ain't showin' me love

We probably wouldn't speak if we weren't both here at this club

My n***a you a pussy, bitch n***a that's all above

Don't show me what it is I know exactly what it was

Walk down, lil bitch Imma slide

Left his ass like he needed a ride

Shit own it up Imma make it divide

Bitch you keep lyin' get tried for your pride

Know you a rat out here chasin' the cheddar

Mask down like I'm facing the whether

Cuttin' ties just like it's a teather

Fuck your whole team come get hit up together

Poppin' pills like gnc

Chopper all in the gmc

Bitch I got that bank on me like I'm workin' at pnc

Slump a n***a just like Nickalodeon

Chop him up, a n***a like a custodian

They throwin' salt but I'm lovin' the sodium

Keep talkin' shit come get shot at your podeum



[Hook]

Thank you for hatin'

Thanks for dissin', thanks for drama

She said I wouldn't be shit

So it's "Thank you" to my momma

And thanks to all the real

Especially thanks to all the fake

And thank you all for listenin'

On some shit you could relate

Thank you for snakin'

Cuz that shit done made me stronger

Don't know how it feel to eat

Cuz you ain't come in with that hunger

If you with it you with it

Tell me how you wanna get it

Some shit that I've been thru

A n***a like me can't forget it



[Verse 2]

Called the plug, shit I need an advance

Shoulda came up and there's none in my plans

I need a come up I'm takin' a chance

Don't need a scale I could weigh if I glance

They only fuck with you when you was winnin'

Shit I could tell you that right from beginnin'

They ain't really down when you endin'

When your block start spinnin' and your money start thinnin'

. 45 on me Imma treat it like trump

This shit ain't fake news when I slide with the pump

Trashman on Tuesday Imma make this bitch dump

Back door on like special instructions

Test a n***a right off a deduction

Hundred rounds Imma wet up a function

Extra clip just in case it malfunctions

How you competin' when we were just eatin'

Fucked up on Monday he done by the weeend

Sleepin' and slidin' I'm hidin' I'm creepin'

Momma keep bitchin' she yellin' she grievin'

I got some shit I can't let go

I got A. 38 special

Dogged up like it's Petco

Five shots watch it echo



[Hook]

Thank you for hatin'

Thanks for dissin', thanks for drama

She said I wouldn't be shit

So it's "Thank you" to my momma

And thanks to all the real

Especially thanks to all the fake

And thank you all for listenin'

On some shit you could relate

Thank you for snakin'

Cuz that shit done made me stronger

Don't know how it feel to eat

Cuz you ain't come in with that hunger

If you with it you with it

Tell me how you wanna get it

Some shit that I've been thru

A n***a like me can't forget it