Thx lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]
Glock, SIG (Glock), MAC, FN (Yeah)
I found a two-man, it's just me and my twin (Ayy, yeah)
I can't tell you who they is, just know that sh*t gettin' bent
If you bet on me, I'd bet you win 'cause my whole life rigged (Yeah)
X, weed, lean, yeah (Yeah)
I gotta thank my drugs 'cause if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my plug 'cause if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my mom and thank my pops for making me who I am

[Verse]
He still serving grams, he ain't never gonna serve them bricks
If she keep acting like a fan, she ain't ever gon' suck my di*k
All he do is talk, he ain't on sh*t, he ain't ever gon' get rich
I got a money walk, he can tell by the way I walk, I can f*ck his b*tch (Yeah)
Thank you to my clique (Yeah), thank you to my fans
Thank you to anybody who helped me become who I am (Thank you)
Goddamn (Thank you), goddamn (Yeah)
They f*ckin' with me now, but they weren't with me shooting in the gym (Yeah)
Balenciaga boots, I ain't never laced up no Timbs (Yeah)
I'm a vampire, every time you walk in the room, my lights dim (Yeah)
I got her vamped out, she thought I was nerdy and weird (I got her vamped out)
I cut that b*tch off, now she cryin', yeah, she sheddin' tears (I cut that b*tch off)
Only thing I fear is you breakin' my heart (Yeah)
I knew you wasn't the one from the start (I knew you wasn't the one)
I knew that our relationship wouldn't go far (I did)
For you, I robbed a bank, for you, I would've found a way to Mars (I'd do it)
For you, I would've gave a f*ck (Yeah)
Them n*ggas who you f*ckin' with, I already made them bucks (Yeah)
They be flexing the same sh*t we do, but we don't even post that sh*t (Yeah)
No matter how much she f*ck with you, don't ever post that b*tch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't ever post her unless you know her (Yeah)
Like the back of your hand, you gotta know her (You gotta know her)
This lil' b*tch right here so annoying, she getting ignored (Getting ignored)
Vetements, Miu Miu, Balenciaga, yeah, my b*tch spoiled (My lil' b*tch spoiled)
Yeah, I can't let you slide, I can't let you slide (I can't let you slide)
I got three hoes, but it's a two-seater, I'm tryna see who gon' ride (Who gon' ride)
I got three hoes, but it's a two-seater, I'm tryna see who gon' ride (Who gon' ride)
I got ammunition, huh, huh, I let them bullets fly (Fly, fly)
[Chorus]
Glock, SIG (Yeah), MAC, FN (Yeah)
I found a two-man, it's just me and my twin (My twin)
I can't tell you who they is, just know that sh*t gettin' bent
If you bet on me, I'd bet you win (You gon' win), 'cause my whole life rigged (Yeah)
X, weed (X), lean, yeah (Yeah)
I gotta thank my drugs 'cause if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my plug 'cause if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here
I gotta thank my mom and thank my pops for making me who I am (Yeah)

[Outro]
Making me who I am
I gotta thank my mom and thank my pops for making me who I—
I gotta thank my pops, thank my mom for making me who I—
I gotta thank my mom, thank my pops for making me who I am