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Thuggin
2,172
Hip-Hop/Rap
Thuggin was released on August 13, 2025 by Artist Partner Group as a part of the album Luca Brasi 4
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Release DateAugust 13, 2025
LabelArtist Partner Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
G Herbo
G Herbo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Producer
Millz
Millz
Producer
48thST
48thST
Producer
Jay Whitt
Jay Whitt
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (I'ma just talk my shit on this bitch)
Yeah, I'm just waiting on the blackberry for the start up, bitch
Yeah, that bitch 'bout to start up in a minute, you lil' pussy-ass bitch
You know what's happenin' with me, ho
I'll tell you, "Fuck you in your face," boy (I'll tell you, "Fuck you in your face," bitch)
[Verse 1]
White G Nikes, walking like trying not to crease the front
White t-shirt, black Maybach, pop the trunk, go get you one
Porter Ranch, mansion shoppin', wifey pick out what she want
Yellow Bumblebee Mercedes, cooling with my new lil' baby
Cully truck, bow in front, who this? This for you, lil' baby
Pinky ring, bling-bling-blaow, no sneaky links, I'm faithful now
Diamond chains, but chopper playing matching diamond tennis bracelet
Trying to pop it on the slick like I ain't turnt up 'round this bitch?
Community that you live in ain't got a gate up or a fence
Rolex watch don't fit your wrist, you probably stole it from a trick
All my family stayin' wise, safe to say we with the shits
If I catch you out of bounds, I'ma do you somethin' sick
[Chorus]
Yeah, take your lick, we thuggin'
All that dissing you be doin' don't mean nothing
Real street ****, know you pussy, you be bluffing
Watch who you hang around, turn your gangster down
Creep up on you, catch you slipping, lay you down
TTG, trained to go, we don't wait around (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I'm a money getter (Money getter)
Up eight figures, liquid, bitch, and I'm still getting richer
Fashion district, spend two-fifty like I bought a Richard (Ayy)
I'm in Philly, all thick shit like I ball for the Sixers
Pull up M3, M6, GT, Cyber beast or the Urus
Six whips, half an M on a kit, that's nothing, I spend a 100K on my killers
I'm in the 'Raq with a fin and a Drac'
I've been totin' my Glock since a lil' one
38, I wrapped it with tape (You know that)
Used to fire the whole block up and hit it (Skrrt)
Stash box in the V or the divot
Ride with no mask, we still left off fifty (Grrt)
I ain't give no fuck when I did it
Plead the fifth before I admit it
Me and Gates, we apes and gorillas
[Chorus]
Yeah, take your lick, we thuggin'
All that dissing you be doin' don't mean nothing
Real street ****, know you pussy, you be bluffing
Watch who you hang around, turn your gangster down
Creep up on you, catch you slipping, lay you down
TTG, trained to go, we don't wait around (Yeah)
Written by: Herbert R Wright, Kevin Gates
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