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点击复制Young Wheezy - NAV/Gunna
Lyrics by：Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/Amir Esmailian/Sergio Kitchens
Composed by：Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/Amir Esmailian/Sergio Kitchens
Gunna/Future：
Yeah
Wheezy outta here
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Gunna：
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 s**t gon' cost 'em
They wet like a faucet I look like a fountain
Get Texas like Austin in LA we golfin'
Can't take no more losses and we steady countin'
I put 'em in office and didn't get a crown
I'm drenched like a dolphin the freshest in town
Gunna/Travis Scott：
Racks in walk in Maxfield and I'm splurin' again
Mixin' up Crush like it's juice and the gin
Stick in her p***y it's loosenin'
Ooh
I went to Houston with Travis I'm lit
It's lit
N***as send threats and ain't nobody dead
Nobody
I done got rich but I still ain't a lick
Take a perc thirty whenever I'm sick
Ring cost a thirty I ain't even thirty
Uh-huh
F.N. hold a .30 blue tips in the clip
Uh-huh
Wide body swervin' Rolls Royce that's for certain
Skrrt skrrt
Her head game is urgent I bust on her lip
We the big dogs and these lil' n***as shrimps
Vegas I spent 20K on the strip
Neighborhood blue on the 'Vette that's for Nip
SLY stay in the game off the rip
Gunna：
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 s**t gon' cost 'em
They wet like a faucet I look like a fountain
Get Texas like Austin in LA we golfin'
Can't take no more losses and we steady countin'
I put 'em in office and didn't get a crown
I'm drenched like a dolphin the freshest in town
NAV：
Came out the jungle with tigers and apes
Can't believe Cash's studio is covered in Bape
Bape
F**k so much b***hes I should be in porn
Cost a 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
Poor lil' boys they don't want 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 b***h is like catchin' the opps
I just pull out my d**k and I shoot it right at her
Gunna：
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 s**t gon' cost 'em
They wet like a faucet I look like a fountain
Get Texas like Austin in LA we golfin'
Can't take no more losses and we steady countin'
I put 'em in office and didn't get a crown
I'm drenched like a dolphin the freshest in town
Skrrt
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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