YoungBoy Never Broke Again - More Wheezy lyrics

(Wheezy outta here)
These nigga lame then a motherfucker
Free my thug, my nigga, Wheezy, more Wheezy
What it is? Uh, uh, uh

Got suit up for court, how you go about that?
(yeah)
You can't trust these hoes, that one thing
Just know that (Know that, know that)
Can't steal my style, I'm wild
Got to post in the jungle just for my swag
(Just for my swag)
Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash
Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag'
(Grr)

Y'all niggas ain't catchin' up with me
All this talk (Talk)
Plan on ridin' my wave? We
Gon' load up with Ks (Bap)
And, my youngins tsunami the block (Woo)


Got a VVS stone on all of my kids
Then somethin' just told me, "Stop" (yeah)
Just say, "Top, don't stop" (Uh, uh)
I got them hundreds fallin' off the edge
Grab on her wig, I'm pullin' off her edges
(Bitch, yeah) i went bought new image
Straight out the dеntist
I can't stop the reppin'
Keep the dеad in my mentions we don't talk
Detectives tryna hand us a sentence
I got sonic jets to get me from the Magnolia
Make sure they hear me clear
All through your city (yeah)
Play with her cat
She fuck up inside my Bentley
(Hold up, wow, wow) play with that sack
Got to run it through that and I get it
(Wow, wow)
We 'bout to come for the high, ten million
We slimin', we grimin'
We come up from robbin'
And, every lil' thing that I said, bitch
I meant (I meant)
No understandin' with half my women
She know I'm a boss, and I cut her right off
(Uh) startin' shit at my house with
Half of my bitches, she trippin'
(Uh, uh)

Got suit up for court, how you go about that?
(yeah)
You can't trust these hoes, that one thing
Just know that (Know that, know that)
Can't steal my style, I'm wild
Got to post in the jungle just for my swag
(Just for my swag)
Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash
Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag'
(Grr)
Got suit up for court, how you go about that?
(yeah)
You can't trust these hoes, that one thing
Just know that (Know that, know that)
Can't steal my style, I'm wild
Got to post in the jungle just for my swag
(Just for my swag)
Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash
Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag'
(Grr)

Cannot do no clonin' me, move to astonishment
Since I'm holdin' the trenches, fuck it
I got the economy movin' on side of me
Cause they know that I got 'em and thuggin'
I was breakin' and enterin', me and my cousin
Now, I got the remedy, chemistry
They thought that they knew I'd fumble
(They thought)
Put the bitch in the whole, do no clubbin'
Burnin' off rubber in winter to summer
Workin' on something, I'm winnin' this summer
(Skrrt, skrrt)
See the print on my hip, that that blick
Play wit' Llama we kill you
What they gon' run say to your mama
Can't tell 'em one thing
We might spray up your funeral
I don't like to get even
I'm really a general don't send me on beats
I'm not spittin' on nothin'
Fuck with my niggas, Wheezy, more Wheezy
(Wheezy outta here)

Got suit up for court, how you go about that?
(yeah)
You can't trust these hoes, that one thing
Just know that (Know that, know that)
Can't steal my style, I'm wild
Got to post in the jungle just for my swag
(Just for my swag)
Straight to my bank, I don't get it in cash
Hit at your mans and I switch out my mag'
(Grr)

Wheezy, more Wheezy