came and saw with gunna feat rowdy rebel

Young Thug

(Wheezy outta here)
Huh? Come on
Wait, huh? Uh

[Rowdy Rebel:]
I do this shit with no pressure (No pressure)
Run up the back ends and put up the extra
You cannot step with the steppers (Steppers)
You can t put dirt on a nigga that s clean
You cannot run up and check us (Check us)
I m with the slime, my twin, he bleed
Got twenty-five shooters in a sprinter (Grra)
Brought brand new TECs, big Glocks and beams
I could make a movie, make a scene (Yeah)
I put the Glock on repeat (Yeah)
Only Amiri the jeans (Yeah)
It hurt my Glock when I lean (Oh yeah)
Come here, lil bitch, don t talk (Don t talk)
Come here, lil bitch, don t speak (Don t speak)
Look at my drip when I walk (Walk)
Slimey like Thugger and Wheez , uh

I left that bitch in the back
Then jumped in a Rari, then hopped in these streets (Skrrt)
I m on my way to the stu , I m geekin off meds like who wanna lean? (Huh?)
Lil nigga get to the breesh (The breesh)
Can t fuck with that bitch cause she treesh (She treesh)
In three weeks we took back the streets
Fuck all the opps and police

[Young Thug:]
Slime, yeah, yeah (Woo) , yeah (Stop) , yeah (Spider)
Yeah (Huh) , yeah (Yeah) , yeah (Slime) , yeah
Bentley ashtray and it s just for the guts (Uh)
Don t you try cum in it slut (Uh, uh, uh)
I put a four in a A and a W and I ve been sippin on suds (Uh, uh, uh)
All three of my Carti s got ice on the bezels (Yeah)
Shit came from the trenches (Woo)
You speak on my name and it came with the pressure (And what?)
We started destruction (Yeah)
I flew the bitch in way out from Australia (Yeah) , the global express (On God)
I told the lil nigga don t come with them messages
Cause we kill the messenger (Huh)
My bitch got the Drac with the beam (Huh, huh)
Four-hundred K large on her rings (That s right)
Half a mil , don t you tell what you seen (Huh, huh)
I ma boss up the street, ho, you shittin me?
How your jet land at John F. Kennedy? (Shmoney)
It s a sixteen passenger genie (Yeah)
Hold it down with this ho, bro, you re killing me
Shawty belong to the street-neet-neets (Woah)
We gonna make us a scene
I send my dawg, check out the scene (Woah)
I can t even hide from the ho
All of this water, ice on my ring (Woah)
Don t get beside yourself
When you see king, pussy ho speak (Uh)
I rock designer belts
Not neither one of them wrestling things

[Rowdy Rebel:]
I do this shit with no pressure (No pressure)
Run up the back ends and put up the extra
You cannot step with the steppers (Steppers)
You can t put dirt on a nigga that s clean
You cannot run up and check us (Check us)
I m with the slime, my twin, he bleed
Got twenty-five shooters in a sprinter (Grra)
Brought brand new TECs, big Glocks and beams
I could make a movie, make a scene (Yeah)
I put the Glock on repeat (Yeah)
Only Amiri the jeans (Yeah)
It hurt my Glock when I lean (Oh yeah)
Come here, lil bitch, don t talk (Don t talk)
Come here, lil bitch, don t speak (Don t speak)
Look at my drip when I walk (Walk)
Slimey like Thugger and Wheez , uh

[Future:]
(Wheezy outta here)