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Wheezy outta here | Worth a couple hundred mil', no thousand | This bitch wanna fuck me, but I charge by the hour
Wheezy outta here 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) 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) 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 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 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 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) Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh
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