text: Yeah
  Oh, yeah, uh
  Ooh, Thugger, yeah
  Yeah
  Travis Scott
  Thugger, Thugger, bitch
  Yeah
  I pour a four up 
  I call your ho up 
  Just to fuck her and show her 
  I just went got my dough up 
  Pullin off and Im gone 
  Then I go and pour four up 
  Then I roll up that roll-up 
  Then Im callin your ho up 
  Pick up the phone, baby 
  I know youre home, baby 
  Im in the zone, baby 
  I just poured up a four, baby 
  Never will I cheat on you 
  Never will I commit treason
  Blowin a bag on you 
  Do all of that for no reason
  Ima pull up MR2 
  Hittin the block and Im bleedin
  Throwing that Rollie on you 
  I like the way it be freezin, yeah
  Pick up the phone, baby 
  I know youre home, baby 
  Im in the zone, baby 
  I just poured up a four, baby 
  Pour up a four of that Actavis 
  Lean like my motherfuckin granny did 
  Super Bowl ring with big-body Benz 
  I stacked it up, now Im just better livin 
  Got screws in my mouth, Im just preppin it 
  Im fucking this cash, Im not celibate 
  Im packin it out like a reverend 
  I need all this cash, I got hella kids 
  Ima play dumb and get left in the middle 
  Back the fuck up, you too little 
  Hit em with three like Im Miller 
  I dont talk to no man in the middle 
  I dont talk to no man, Im just kiddin 
  But I did pay my sisters tuition 
  I feel lucky, I should play the lottery 
  Walkin off with it like Sonny Liston 
  Mama told me Im her brightest star 
  Mama told me dont hate on the law 
  Because everybody got a job 
  Because everybody wan be a star 
  Please believe every motherfucker around here wan be a part 
  She gon do anything in her power to be with ya boy
  Pick up the phone, baby 
  I know youre home, baby 
  Im in the zone, baby 
  I just poured up a four, baby 
  Never will l cheat on you
  Never will I commit treason
  Blowin a bag on you
  Do all of that for no reason
  Ima pull up MR2
  Hittin the block and Im bleedin
  Throwin that Rollie on you 
  I like the way you be freezin, yeah 
  Pick up the phone
  Macaulay Culkin, baby, Home Alone 
  I thought I was right
  Then I had to man up, I was wrong 
  I hate when we fight 
  She in love with the pipe 
  I draped her up in ice, I pour my four on ice 
  Birds in the trap sing Brian McKnight
  Percocet and codeine, please dont take my life 
  She had a dream with Céline so I bought it twice 
  Young nigga make it right back tonight
  Girl, youre so cute and your ass is nice
  Drinkin on four and Im shootin dice
  Wrist polar bear, Klondike 
  And Im loving all races 
  Hell nah, I dont discriminize 
  Drinkin on clean, sanitize 
  Ostrich seats with the frog eyes 
  If I ever call your phone, baby 
  Best believe its only one time 
  Pick up the phone, baby 
  I know youre home, baby 
  Im in the zone, baby 
  I just poured up a four, baby 
  Never will l cheat on you
  Never will I commit treason
  Blowin a bag on you
  Do all of that for no reason
  Ima pull up MR2
  Hittin the block and Im bleedin
  Throwin that Rollie on you
  I like the way you be freezin, yeah
  Pick up the phone, baby 
  Im in the zone, baby
  Pick up the phone, baby 
  Im in the zone, baby