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Young Wheezy (feat. Gunna)

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Young Wheezy (feat. Gunna)

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[Gunna & Future]

Yeah (Wheezy outta here)

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

It's Young Gunna Wunna, young NAV, and Young Wheezy

Young Gunna, Young Wunna, young NAV, and Young Wheezy (Slatt)

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

[Gunna]

Oh, they fresh out a coffin, don't know why they talkin'

Got power like Austin, they cap with a gown

These rappers is exhaustin', that ho shit gon' cost 'em

They wet like a faucet, I look like a fountain (Fountain)

In Texas like Austin, in L.A., we golfin'

Can't take no more losses and we steady countin' (We steady countin')

I put 'em in office and didn't get a crown

I'm drenched like a dolphin, the freshest in town (Drenched)

[Gunna & Travis Scott]

Racks in, walk in, Maxfield and I'm splurgin' again

Mixin' up Crush like it's juicе and the gin

Stick in her pussy, it's loosenin', yеah (Ooh)

I went to Houston with Travis, I'm lit (It's lit)

Niggas send threats and ain't nobody dead (Nobody)

I done got rich, but I still ain't a lick

Take a Perc' 30 whenever I'm sick

Ring cost a thirty, I ain't even 30 (Uh-huh)

F.N. hold a .30, blue tips in the clip (Uh-huh)

Widebody swervin', Rolls-Royce, that's for certain (Skrrt, skrrt)

Her head game is urgent, I bust on her lip

We the big dawgs and these lil' niggas shrimps

Vegas, I spent twenty K on the strip

Neighborhood blue on the 'Vette, that's for Nip'

XO, YSL, in the game off the rip

[Gunna]

Oh, they fresh out a coffin, don't know why they talkin'

Got power like Austin, they cap with a gown

These rappers is exhaustin', that ho shit gon' cost 'em

They wet like a faucet, I look like a fountain (Fountain)

In Texas like Austin, in L.A., we golfin'

Can't take no more losses and we steady countin' (We steady countin')

I put 'em in office and didn't get a crown

I'm drenched like a dolphin, the freshest in town (Drenched)

[NAV]

Came out the jungle with tigers and apes

Can't believe Cash's studio, covered in BAPE (BAPE)

Fuck so much bitches, I should be in porn

Cost an arm and a leg just to see me perform (Let's go)

Speakin' the truth 'cause I ain't good at lyin'

And I never play golf, but I still keep my iron

Call up some vibes, I got nothin' but dimes

And she gave me some brain, I got piece of her mind (Yeah)

Pull up to functions, my name on the banner

Still walkin' through the back door with my hammer (No cap)

Told these lil' boys that they don't want no smoke

Had to aim for his legs, can't get caught on the camera

Got me a baddie, when she give me sloppy

She tie up her hair with a Gucci bandana

Come between me and my blues and get handled

I know me some dangerous Crips from Atlanta (Yeah)

If I run into a problem with cake

I put pots on the stove and I whip up the batter (Yeah)

Speak on my name, I'ma pull up on you

All your people gon' run when the shots start to splatter

Stayed on my grind and I been makin' noise

And I still find a way how to tune out the chatter

Catchin' yo' bitch is like catchin' the opps

I just pull out my dick and I shoot it right at her

[Gunna]

Oh, they fresh out a coffin, don't know why they talkin'

Got power like Austin, they cap with a gown

These rappers is exhaustin', that ho shit gon' cost 'em

They wet like a faucet, I look like a fountain (Fountain)

In Texas like Austin, in L.A., we golfin'

Can't take no more losses and we steady countin' (We steady countin')

I put 'em in office and didn't get a crown

I'm drenched like a dolphin, the freshest in town (Drenched)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

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