[Intro: Young Thug]
Wheezy outta here
Voice of the Heroes of the Streets
Young Spider checkin' in, ah
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Big faces, little faces, mix it up
Everywhere you see me, I got the semi tucked
Gave her a rack the first day, now she look like a prostitute
I got a really bad, bad, bad bitch tyin' my shoes (Yeah), huh
I put it up the first five years so how the fuck can I really lose?
I learned to wipe my face with these dollar bills and all of 'em blue (Woah)
I was diagnosed with really expensive crevices (Ha)
Gettin' millions, who the fuck better than?
In her ear like a reverend (Yah)
Wearin' ho all over her back and swappin' teams like a letterman
I'm celibate (Ayy), no settlement (Ayy), I'm fly as hell, a pelican
When you die, it's irrelevant (Oh), I live in every sense (Oh)
I got the settlement (Oh-oh), I went from shuttle to the medal to the Rolls truck
I got the Smith & Wess' in Cali' and I showed up
Guess I never growed up (Ye-ye)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Half a million on me right now
Hundred thousand on me, count it right now
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, the label doin' anything now
Half a band, purple Benzo
And I'm gone, it's a wrap
Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bags
Coach had told me, "Run it up the side"
So let's run it up the side (Side)
Wheezy outta here
Voice of the Heroes of the Streets
Young Spider checkin' in, ah
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Big faces, little faces, mix it up
Everywhere you see me, I got the semi tucked
Gave her a rack the first day, now she look like a prostitute
I got a really bad, bad, bad bitch tyin' my shoes (Yeah), huh
I put it up the first five years so how the fuck can I really lose?
I learned to wipe my face with these dollar bills and all of 'em blue (Woah)
I was diagnosed with really expensive crevices (Ha)
Gettin' millions, who the fuck better than?
In her ear like a reverend (Yah)
Wearin' ho all over her back and swappin' teams like a letterman
I'm celibate (Ayy), no settlement (Ayy), I'm fly as hell, a pelican
When you die, it's irrelevant (Oh), I live in every sense (Oh)
I got the settlement (Oh-oh), I went from shuttle to the medal to the Rolls truck
I got the Smith & Wess' in Cali' and I showed up
Guess I never growed up (Ye-ye)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Half a million on me right now
Hundred thousand on me, count it right now
Know you run up, you get gunned down
Shit get sweet, the label doin' anything now
Half a band, purple Benzo
And I'm gone, it's a wrap
Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bags
Coach had told me, "Run it up the side"
So let's run it up the side (Side)
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