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[Young Thug]
Me and Wheezy, that's the wave

Look at this ice in this Patek, I did a one-eighty, I went up the wrong way
Look at the bezel, it twinkle and glisten and shine, you gon' need you some sun block
Thousands of grams of grams, and certified stones, they came on a time clock
All of my woadies coyotes, we sticking together, we coming like shottas
Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her, 'cause she comin' through like a goon squad
I put it on then it's over, I got different designers all over
Coupes on coupes, chopped the top off the Rolls Royce truck, you know it's gon' be over
Bitch do whatever I say, she on the front lines, come through like a soldier

[Future & Lil Uzi Vert]
Attitude got my attention, you 'bout to get put on suspension if I see the greed
Like I'm a part of the league, got twenty-one chains on my neck, had a gold nominee
Pour the codeine, I roll up a leaf, I fuck on his bitch, now she so bossy
Tell lil' ma, I'm drippin' so nerdy, my feet was a Birdie alone, that was it
Talkin' few bells, oh yeah, that's it
Burnin' down Rodeo, oh yeah, that's it
I could put it on a scale, oh yeah, that's it
Ballin' in Chanel, like a player, that's it
Rainbow Rollie, oh no, that's it
Got a bisexual girl, that's it
Do it professional, girl, that's it
Treat me like a Mayor, oh yeah, that's it
Put her on a jet and declare, that's it
She got no face, and for me, that's it (That's it)
I'm pulling her hair every time, that is it (That's it)
She don't wear no underwear in my crib (My crib)
Every time I'm in her, you know I'm 'gon slip (Gon' slip)
Touchin' on the water, stop matching my wrist (Water, woah)
Off the X pill, it look like exorcist (Off the X pill)
I ain't never tell 'em was ready for this, that's it (Me and Wheezy, that's the wave)

Look at this ice in this Patek, I did a one-eighty, I went up the wrong way (Woo)
Look at the bezel, it twinkle and glisten and shine, you gon' need you some sun block
Thousands of grams of grams, and certified stones, they came on a time clock
All of my woadies coyotes, we sticking together, we coming like shottas (Coyotes)
Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her, 'cause she comin' through like a goon squad (Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her)
I put it on then it's over, I got different designers all over (I put it on then it's over)
Coupes on coupes, chopped the top off the Rolls Royce truck, you know it's gon' be over (OV)
Bitch do whatever I say, she on the front lines, come through like a soldier (Yes)

[Lil Uzi Vert & Future]
I walk around, can't get side tracked
Walking around with them thigh pads
Movin' so sneaky, my side chick Venini, my body graffiti (Whew)
She's tryna blow off my mind, she's tryna get my release (Get my release, yeah)
Bought her Chanel Number Nine, now my girl smell like a peach (Smell like a peach)
This ain't my second piece, yeah, do you get it?
Don't aim at your tee, we aim at your fitted (Ayy)
We upgrade up top as we upgrade 'em blicks (Yeah)
The guns that we got, leave you seconds, no minutes (Baow)
I got two milli' on my chest
Bitches lining up like a contest
Smokin' on Kesha, it's so icey
I get my checks like Nike, yeah (Oh, oh)
Molly, Off-White is light-skin
Countin' the mula like Wheezy, lil' baby (Ooh)
I walked in the jeweler and I had to go crazy (The mula)
Surfed on the bitch on the low-low
Now she wanna do voodoo (Surf)
Rich shit, Balenciaga house shoe (Rich shit)
I trap every day like the rent's due (Trap)
For a milli' or the Richard Millie glow (Me and Wheezy, that's the wave)

Look at this ice in this Patek, I did a one-eighty, I went up the wrong way (For a milli' or the Richard Millie glow)
Look at the bezel, it twinkle and glisten and shine, you gon' need you some sun block (CoCo)
Thousands of grams of grams, and certified stones, they came on a time clock (For sure though)
All of my woadies coyotes, we sticking together, we coming like shottas (Let's go)
Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her, 'cause she comin' through like a goon squad (Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her)
I put it on then it's over, I got different designers all over (I put it on then it's over)
Coupes on coupes, chopped the top off the Rolls Royce truck, you know it's gon' be over
Bitch do whatever I say, she on the front lines, come through like a soldier

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