Willibee Young Thug (Ft. Gunna)

[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I can go vicious like Willie B
Let’s pour up and drank up some [?]
I fuck with that bitch, she a [?]
The J’s they [?]
That AK [?]
I keep a cool temper at [?]
I pop a cool [?] with [?]
AK-47 when I ride around
Fuck around she let niggas with [?]
Geeked up I keep me some zaza
Keep a young tender bitch with the [?]
Niggas [?] cause they run they mouth
I can’t keep my mouth closed cause it’s mob ties
Keep the Draco with the bullseye
I can send niggas up to the sun side

[Verse 1: Gunna]
These niggas left in the creek
Locked in the business, I get it for cheap
Bro took the sentence and nobody speak
Had to sit down and came back to a plate
Bulletproof Range it’s a luxury tank
We yelling slatty, pouring up drank
[?], we leave him stank
CTS Caddy, you hear when I crank
Fucking these hoes ain’t no door locked
She said “how you sip lean and don’t doze off?”
Took a piece of the pill and I put it in her mouth
Molly kick in now her clothes off
[?] and it’s so soft
Ain’t no use for no cop, got our own law
YSL cut from our own cloth
Had your bitch in LA at the Waldorf