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Wheezy outta here

Verse 1: Young Thug
Worth a couple hundred mil', no thousand
This bitch wanna fuck me, but I charge by the hour
My neck and my wrist in the shower
Like how the fuck you growin' up and baby say you childish
I just bought my young bitch a watch and now she wildin'
Stylin', profilin', you bitches can't devour it
And I'm Creflo Dollar smilin', we somewhere on an island, vibin'
Balls smell like powder, fuck it, take it to trial Let's go, yeah, yeah

Chorus: Young Thug
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial Yeah, yeah
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial, yeah Yeah, yeah
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial Yeah, yeah
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial, yеah Yeah, yeah

Post-Chorus: Young Thug
Slime-green AP look likе herpes on my wrist, uh
Hold on, cook, woo, I'm so Chef Boyardee with the dish
I don't know you, bitch, don't try to tell me tie my kicks
Count my chips, I ain't talkin' no dip

Verse 2: Yak Gotti
See, my baby mama trippin', she don't get it
I'm on a mission to get these millions
I'm on the grind and I'ma get it
No cap, nigga, no kizzy
Slime 'em out, lead, they gon' tell 'em I ain't listen
When he call, he gon' say that I'm trippin'
You ain't slime, that's just how I feel, nope
You do not meet the criteria, nope
I rep my life for real Yeah
That's your first time for real Yeah
For slimes, you know I'll kill Yeah, yeah
Bye-bye, goodnight, my dear
Trial, I done beat it twice Trial, state, I'm undefeated like
Feds came and snatched me, I don't know, no point in askin'
I was on Bleveland stuck like a magnet
Bitch-ass nigga, I'll shoot at your mammy
Need to sit down if you can't stand me
I don't turn down, I up my stamina
Take it to trial, get an appeal
Take it to trial, yeah, you can whack 'em
No back and forth, we don't tongue wrestle
Pay for that casket, that's just if we whack 'em

Verse 3: Gunna
Yeah, yeah Let's go
My young niggas pullin' up Bentleys Let's go, Aston Martins, 'Raris, and Teslas Let's go
Strapped with an F&N Let's go, choppers, carbines, know some steppers Let's go
Got ice, not in no fridge, not in the safe, look like treasure Let's go
We fuck, have a lot of sex Let's go, and her head feel like pleasure Oh
Shawty super slurpy, suck that Birky out that dick Oh, wow
Maybach came with curtains and I still went got it tint On God
YSL slimy and shady, they ain't wavy like my clique We wavy
High-end alterations, did that European stitch
Fuck niggas get hit, I got me an opp list
I'm quick to switch topics, ah, no way I can snitch No way
Watch me whack that bitch, ah, pop 'em like a cyst, ah
Glock with the assist

Chorus: Young Thug
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial Yeah, yeah
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial, yeah Yeah, yeah
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial Yeah, yeah
Take this shit to motherfuckin' trial, yeah Yeah, yeah

Outro: Young Thug
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