Y/Young Thug/Take It To Trial feat. Gunna & Yak Gotti
[Intro: Future] (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 And I'm Creflo Dollar smilin' We somewhere on a island, vibin' Balls smell like powder (Let's go) Fuck it, take it to trial (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)
[Bridge: 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 Talkin' 'bout chips, ain't talkin' no dip
[Verse 2: Yak Gotti] Tell 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, then they 'gon tell 'em, I ain't listen Once he call, he 'gon say that I'm trippin Ain't slime, that's just how I feel (Nope) You do not meet the criteria (Nope) I rep my life, for real (Yeah) [?] my time, for real (Yeah) For slimes, you know I kill (Yeah, yeah) Baby good night, my dear Trial, I done beat it twice, 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 shoot at your mammy Need to stand 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 gon' 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, my young niggas pullin' up, Bentleys, Aston Martins, 'Raris and Teslas Strapped with an F&N, choppers, carbons, know some steppers Got ice, not in no fridge, not in the safe, we like treasure We fuck, have a lot of sex and her head feel like pleasure 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 (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, pop 'em like a cyst, 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] Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-ohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.