Faces Lyrics – Young Thug

[Verse]
This is what you need, need (Ayy)
I came with plenty racks
This is what you need
Wear my heart (Heart), on my sleeve (Hey)
Sit me down, baby,  tell me what it is
Cross my heart the door ajar unless it's Bentley
Say you wanna turn my back
Don't go knock on my dawg door (Yeah, yeah)
I'm making love to shawty, oh (Yeah)
Hey sis, spend it up
Okay, you beat your cases
And you don't have to sell the can now (Sell the can now)
And that f**king ring look like the Grand Slam (Woah)
Oh, I'ma have to take a Bentley jet to transit (Woah)
Eat us some lobsters, just the bros, I left the hoes out
Lost thirty million this year
And that's with the shows out (Woah)
I told 'em put the rest of it up, we got to hold out
Got a few opp b!tches tryna figure out where my show spot
Them racists, pockets full of big faces
Get you paid quick
Rock up on 'em and just face it (Bah)
Open cases, guess they thought
I was something to play with (Woo)
Watch me falsetto out in Vegas with your lady (Woo)
Tryna rob, your chances are slimmer than Shady (Yeah)
She got a head long with the Maisons on
No basic (Oh yeah, yeah)
She got me thinking everybody 'round me cheating (Yeah)
These n!ggas basic, they need to face it
I'ma turn off the light
Girl, tell me, is you breathing?
Tell me if you caught a fever
Strictly f**king up every season (Oh)
I took her out, seeing it changed me
I took a loss, you know the pain, babe
You a hard headed n!gga, yeah
F**k all that though
No back and forth with them opp or them hating hoes
No back and forth with them opp or your ratchet ass, hoe
I hope you plan on growing up with your ratchet ass, yeah

[Outro]
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, La-la-la, la-la-la
Oh, oh, na-na
I don't wanna give you no crown
Oh, oh, blessed with her heartaches
My heart gone