Lyrics Thuggin - Shayhan

Ive been thuggin, in a hot boxed car that we roll around in
Been thuggin, bump bumpin these tracks as we wave our hands on up, and down
The we cook up some imaginary shit with our hands going up and down then we pass that shit around,
Pass that shit around
Break into the store and we steal all the candy
Break into the store and we steal all the clothes
No more procedures these, these rules dont even apply
Understand that together we will thrive
(?) hands, wearing ray bands
When i fuck girls yellin no hands
I got no plans but i go ham
When i calibrate this requam
I freestyle with no style
Talk a lotta shit cause its been awhile
What up mike? this is kyle
He's cool like gambino child
Cool bangs, new friends
Hangingout on a good weekend
Do something stupid and reach in(?)
Fucked up another hoe in (?)
Showed everybody you penis
Yelling the meaningless nonsense
Everything loved is just bullshit
Everything wanted is given
Now, spend all this time with you so called friends
You get fucked up 'cause they like you drunk
But your family claims you're just a punk bitch
Nah you were just raised a different way
Told that drugs would make it okay
'Cause everyone is just a punk bitch
Yeah, i put my hands up one night
Put on some jeans that fit a little bit tight
Yeah, i got too much shit to fix better take my coat and glasses 'cause im still diggin this ditch
Ive been thuggin, in a hot boxed car that we roll around in
Been thuggin, bump bumpin these tracks as we wave our hands on up, and down
The we cook up some imaginary shit with our hands going up and down then we pass that shit around,
Pass that shit around
Break into the store and we steal all the candy
Break into the store and we steal all the clothes
No more procedures these, these rules dont even apply
Understand that together we will thrive
Ive been thuggin,
In a hot boxed car that we roll around in
Bump bumpin these tracks as we wave our hands on up, and down
Then we cook up some imaginary shit with our hands going up and down
Then we cook up some imaginary shit with our hands going up and down