Sup Mate by Young Thug Lyrics

(DY Krazy)
Yellow tape, I put that on (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, life's great (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, crime pay (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob, yeah, yeah)
20 cars, matte black (Yeah, yeah)
Surfin' at a Ritz Carlton (Yeah, yeah)
Two pink toes (Poof, poof, yeah, yeah)

Oxycontin what I piss
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flip it to the dog like a dish
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Accept the loss before I quit
(Yeah, yeah, accept the loss before I quit, yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house, I bought her Ruth Chris
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

What's up, mate? Got cake, mate (Yeah, yeah)
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (Woo)
Got cups, mate (Woo, ooh), no f**ks, mate (Woo, mate)
Give no f**ks, mate (Woo, f**ks, mate), I'm up, mate (Woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
It's up, mate, I buck, mate (Yeah, yeah)
I bleed, mate, he bled, mate (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Got cups, mate, (Woo) no f**ks, mate
Let's f**k, mate (Woo)
F**ked my classmate (Woo), f**k, shit, let's splash, mate (Woo)
Or suck that shit, let's splash, hey

Smokin' on loud, we don't f**k around with y'all
Wanna try this shit, let me know
We prepare first and then Columbine
Trenchcoat, under a nigga's sleeve

Wipe his nose, wipe his nose (Pussy ass nigga)
Wipe his nose, (Slatt) wipe his nose (Wipe your nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose, slatt) wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose), wipe his nose (Yeah, yeah)

Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it up (Yeah, yeah)
Jump in the Bentley, I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Chuggin' it down, I'm smokin' a pound, I'm f**kin' around (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin' on loud, we don't f**k around with y'all

What's up, mate? (Woo) Got the blicky, featherweight (Woo)
Got the cash, I bake the cake, (Woo) ayy, what's brackin', mate? (Woo)
I just sniper, mate, (Woo) chain on hydrate, mate (Woo)
Get no sleep, mate, (Woo) I'm geeked, mate, pushin' weight, outta shape (Yeah, yeah)

Red wings, red bottoms, I'm a f**kin' devil (Yeah, yeah)
20 tennis chains on, not no Ric Flair medal (Woo, yeah, yeah)
I don't gotta run it back, you heard what Gunna tell 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that look like Fruity Pebbles

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch wanna hit her a lick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch wanna suck on the dick, yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Bitch wanna f**k on a bitch (Yeah)
Bitch wanna f**k on the clique (Yeah, yeah)
Euros on euros, I'm gettin' it (Uh)
Step on the floor, now I'm lit (Woo)

Wipe his nose, wipe her nose (Woo)
Kick a door, keep the Ruger (Woo)
Put the pole in his ho, bend her over (Woo, woo, woo)
Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm so high, all I can say is "Woo, woo, woo"
I can't talk, I barely could say, "Woo, woo, woo"
Count a M and count another one, ooh, ooh (Ooh)
F**k that shit, I enter the lotto, woo, woo (F**k it, yeah, yeah)

Count a half and another
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can never be a facade, relative
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up to the sky with my mom, brothers
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They let it hit from the side, they were all cudders
(Woo, woo, f**k it, yeah, yeah)

Oh, okay, f**k her good, make her try voodoo
Okay, my plug put me on, I call him Lou Lou
Hood nigga, pay it in full, I'm a black Jew
What's population? I come from the trenches, we pray for a brick
What's poppin', lady? Bitches love a nigga's accent (Woo, woo)
Pain pills, codeine, hydro, acid (Woo, woo)
I hang with some slimes, pullin' kick doors (Woo, woo)
Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin'
Gucci socky on my feet
Sloppy toppy, keep it neat
One, two, three, I got freaks
Ooh, four girls on fleek
Ooh, bad and saditty
Ooh, ass and her titties
Ooh, that ting litty
And my Spanish ting, she bad like J. Lo (Ooh, ooh)
I crushed up an X pill in her asshole (Ooh, ooh)
50 round clip, got my Draco (Ooh, ooh)
I should, I should teach drug classes (Ooh, ooh)
I stay on my grind, Margiela ten toes (Ooh, ooh)
Money on my mind, I'm a nympho (Ooh, ooh)

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Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)

Sup Mate Music Tracks

  • Young Thug - Sup Mate ft. Future (Official Audio)

    Source: YouTube Channel: Young Thug

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  • Young Thug - Sup Mate Ft. Future (So Much Fun)

    Source: YouTube Channel: RAPSTAR

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  • Young Thug - Sup Mate Ft. Future (So Much Fun)

    Source: YouTube Channel: HYPE

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  • Young Thug - Sup Mate feat. Future

    Source: Spotify

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  • Young Thug – Sup Mate feat. Future

    Source: iTunes

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About Sup Mate

"Sup Mate" is the (hip hop, rap) 2nd track by hip hop, pop, trap singer, song writer, rapper, record producer "Young Thug" featuring "Future" from Young Thug's studio album So Much Fun. "Sup Mate" (3:58 min) song was released on August 16, 2019 through Warner Music Group, Atlantic Records & 300 Entertainment and under ℗© 2019 300 Entertainment / Atlantic Recording Corporation.

Sup Mate is written by Young Thug, Future, DY Krazy, ATL Jacob and is produced by ATL Jacob, DY Krazy.

The song Sup Mate is available in Digital Mp3 Download and Streaming formats on music online shopping store Apple Music/iTunes, Amazon Music & on online music streaming site Spotify.