Turn up the heat with “Pardon My Back,” a hard-hitting collab between Young Thug and Lil Baby on Thug’s stellar new album UY SCUTI, out today via YSL Records, Atlantic, and 300 Entertainment. Clocking in as track 12 on the 18-song set, this one brings that classic Atlanta chemistry, with Baby kicking off on gritty street tales and Thug sliding in with his wavy, unfiltered bars over booming production that hits like a victory lap. Fresh from his October 2024 prison release after the RICO saga, Thug pours his larger-than-life energy into UY SCUTI – named for the universe’s biggest star – blending trap introspection with cosmic flexes that feel straight out of space, as he told GQ.
Lil Baby sets the tone with lines about rising from the gutter, bulletproof Range Rovers, and nympho nights, all while nodding to that shared hustle with Thug: no beef, just rainbow necks and felon flexes. Thug flips it with raw shots on jail vibes, rainbow Rollies, and staying too big for the drama, echoing the album’s run of turning scars into stacks. Fans on X and Reddit are lighting it up, calling this a peak duo moment that rivals their old “Drip Too Hard” days, especially amid the tape’s heavy hitters like Travis Scott on “Pipe Down” and Cardi B on “On The News.” It’s got that post-jail fire, mixing vulnerability with bravado, and ties right into tracks like “I’m So Dope” for a seamless orbit of resilience and riches. Dive into the Pardon My Back lyrics below and unpack its gritty glow-up. Don’t miss other UY SCUTI tracks like I’m So Dope for more of Thug’s cosmic trap glow.
| Lead Vocals | Young Thug & Lil Baby |
| Songwriter | Lil Baby, Future, Young Thug, Wheezy & Juke Wong |
| Music Producer | Wheezy & Juke Wong |
| Label | Young Stoner Life, 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records & Warner Music Group |
| Release Date | September 26, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Young Stoner Life, 300 Entertainment, Atlantic Records & Warner Music Group |
Lyrics of Pardon My Back by Young Thug
[Intro: Lil Baby]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Me And Broski Came From The Same Boat (Skrrt)
We Are Not Beefin’ ’cause We Hit The Same Ho
No Gay Shit, Neck Full Of Rainbow (Yeah)
If I Hit It, Tell The Business, You A Lame Ho (Lame)
Want The Money, I Ain’t In It For The Fame, Bro (Fame)
Ten M’s For The Spot, Did My Thing On It
Still A Felon, I Can’t Even Put My Name On It (Yeah)
Seen Her Outside With Her Nigga, Made It Rain On Her
She Apart Of The Brand, Put A Chain On Her
I Don’t Care What They Say, They Keep Hatin’ On Us (Yeah)
Like The Russian Mob, I Bulletproof The Range Rover
You Ain’t Come To Fuck On Me? What You Came For?
Said She Got A Price On It Then I’m Payin’ For It
Went And Bought My Whole Block, I’m The Landlord
Real D Boy, Mixed Up, Air Forces
I Come Straight From Out The Gutter, Now My Teeth Porcelain
2025 The ‘rari, Bro, I Keep Horses
Get Rich Or Die Tryin’ Are My Only Choices
Concrete Jungle, He Ain’t Gettin’ No Cushion
Hit The Ground Runnin’, I Ain’t Doin’ No Bullshit
Twenty Vibes At A Time, Nigga, I’m Pushin’
White Lamb’, Black Stripes, I Am [?]
Brodie Still Sell Pounds, He Got Four Flip Phones
I Like Fuckin’, I Like Fuckin’, I’m A Nympho’ (I’m Nasty)
Really Rich, 220 On A Benzo
G.T. 360 With An S On It
I’m A Walkin’ Bank Account, I Give Her Check On It
Stay Down, Run It Up, And Then You Flex On It
I Can Make It Rain Now Until Next Summer (Swear)
He Is Not One Of Us, Put An X On Him
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back (Pardon My Back)
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Nigga, Been Too Big For A Jail (Spyda)
Feel The [?] On My Trail (Woo)
Y’all Niggas Shoot Guns Off Pills
You Steppin’, Nigga, I Can’t Tell
In The Hood With A Bomb In My Sachs (Sachs)
Tec-9 With The Grip On The Back (Grrt)
Nigga, Play With This Shit And He Get Slapped (Slapped)
Take This B**ch Out The Trench, She Adaptin’ (Woo)
Princess B**ch Off Dubai, She Was Ratchet (Ratchet)
From The Hood, We Turned Rappin’ To Trappin’ (Trappin’)
Hundred Sticks In This B**ch, We Iraqin’ (Uh)
How The Hell You In Jail With The Pack In? (Yeah)
Nigga Ain’t Gay, But The Rollie A Rainbow
I Rock Saint Laurent, They Think It’s Gang Clothes (Woo)
Bought The Paint, But I Hate Payin’ Lames
I Told Wham, “Weigh My Shit,” B**ch Had A Drank, Though
Drop His Ass, My Water Is [High Stained?], Though (Yeah)
I Went 2000 Watch On Durango (Hrr)
Pushin’ Peter, I Need Me A [?]
Ain’t A Place In America I Can’t Go (Yeah)
Nut In Her Pu**y, Then Leave Her On Read (Read)
Give Her Flowers And Then Stay ’cause She Dead (Shit)
In The 4 With [?] And Lil’ Sed (On 7)
Hit The Hood On Unc’ Alley, Go Spray It (Grrt)
Pu**y Sayin’ He Rich As A Mil’ (I Am)
Put On Fire Rings And Then Let ’em Kiss (Mwah)
I’m Too Rich To Respond To A Diss (Shit)
Keep It Quiet And Keep Sendin’ Blicks (Blicks, Grrt)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
Pardon My Back
Nigga, Pardon My Back
