Patna Dem lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug]
4 or 5 b*tches in this motherf*cking caravan (5)
No I, can't get back on the road without f*cking again (and why?)
So I, hit her one more again and let all her friends (ha ha!)
Show out, for my patna dem, my patna dem
Catch your b*tch down bad, knock off all her limbs (oh damn)
She say she need them bands just to start her year (and why)
She don't mind f*cking all, this this b*tch career (she pursuing)
And I'mma stay silent, I ain't tellin' nobody

[Verse: Peewee Longway]
(Hood rich)
Peewee Longway coming, cash out on this keisha
And I'm beatin' yo' b*tch down like DMX did Keisha
On belly and I'm letting go rounds like Ox, who want war?
Who ready? your b*tch digging my gangsta, she tell 4 or 5 of her friends
This n*gga here he a fool, he a star, you see his diamonds?
Did I mention his gas -- stuffed cris in
His Swisher -- on two cups, and mud, he a fiend
What's up? need a sl*t to suck the molly off me
And 4-5 of your homegirls to fill this van up
Got molly, tennis but you say you want to walk on the beach girl
sh*t, go on, take a lick, go on, suck some di*k
Nourish your career, sl*tty sl*t b*tch

[Chorus: Young Thug]
4 or 5 b*tches in this motherf*cking caravan (5)
No I, can't get back on the road without f*cking again (and why?)
So I, hit her one more again and let all her friends (ha ha!)
Show out, for my patna dem, my patna dem
Catch your b*tch down bad, knock off all her limbs (oh damn)
She say she need them bands just to start her year (and why)
She don't mind f*cking all, this this b*tch career (she pursuing)
And I'mma stay silent, I ain't tellin' nobody