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Yeah
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah, yeah
It's Lil Gnar, yeah
It's Lil Gnar, yeah
It's Lil Gnar

Smoking on medical tell by the odor
She put her ass

V6, ooh, V12 (V12)
Just shoppin', raise Hell (raise Hell)
Pretty boy, baby, paint nails
Twelve gauge ready, blow shells
V6, whoa, V12 (V12)
Just

between the team now
Damn
Me and my lil' homie, we don't even speak now
Damn hoe
Why you always gotta look so mean now
Where was that same energy when you

(whoa)
Subs in the trunk how they bumpin’ the Spacefunk
Drink one drunk now I’m feelin’ a rock-punk
Subs in the trunk how they bumpin’ the Spacefunk
Drank

put on a show
Oh no, T'so got life by the throat
And he got style like whoa, yeah
And he style like whoa
No I'm not common
I need the commas
Ain't

whoa
Sound sensational, how you feel about my dedication now
I was patient then, patient now, on a higher vibration now whoa
Knowledge and information

her stop frontin
Always worried some petty shit but it ain't bout nun
I been making plays all week, I'm bout to touchdown
I'm protected by my god like

how
Circumstance I never change it
Smoking pure like my intentions, whoa whoa whoa whoa
5AM you steady venting
Never ending
Keep ascending up, we

back down
Take a bitch, yeah, I got a sack now
Fuckin' bad bitches, I'll blow a bitch back now (Fuck)

Whoa (ayy, skeet)
Ay (go off), ay (go head)

730

Young Thug

Rich Gang: Tha Four

2014

I got lotsa white, Bubba Sparxxx
Know your bang royal, high as a coil (whoa)
I got lawyers, now I don't know you
B**** I'm slime
I drink sodas, no

(TJ produced it)
Ooh-whoa, oh-oh, oh
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Oh, yeah
Uh (Key Gang got the keys jumpin')

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Yuh (ayy), yuh, what? (Ayy)
Yuh, yuh, what? (Ooh)
Yuh, yuh, yuh (bitch)
Yuh, yuh, fuck (ayy)

learnin' now (ey)
Pull up on me, bring burners out
Suck your mummy, lil' reject child
Buss your gun and start speakin' out (ey, ey, bullet)

Russ, Russ,

came with Lil Jon and E40 
Bomb that E40 for my homies drinking 40s 
Get drank Get Crunk with Lil Jon 
Party like Vegas

Turn it up bottle up
No matter

Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane

It's that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man
Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle
Man, she

with Too $heezy got no time for you
Triflin' ass broke breezies
Jon doin' thangs, now that's so true
And you bad news bitch I
Ain't fuckin' with you

feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I'm thrown out by your energy
Nigga just wanna be seen
Nobody fuckin' with listening, whoa
Still

(Whoa)
I'm tired of this holding back all my talent
That's what distracted my balance was thrown off by open caskets Got into photography Seeing them

gettin' cash by the tips, hey
Look at my Rolls, look at the rims, and they on slicks (whoa)
Just look at this dime (ooh), look at her friends (ayy)
Look

Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Lil baby do yo dance
(Lil baby do yo dance)
Booty falling out the pants
(Booty falling out the pants)
Do it for your onlyfans
(Do

and then it burn off
Whoa, I'm so lost
How you lead a nigga on to a roadblock
Lil shawty tryna play me like a square, I don't play Roblox
Now I got my phone

Body Language

Usher

Full Speed

2015

(hey)
Now girl keep it G, know you speak a lil freak
I can hear it in yo' accent
Said tell me, can you understand my language?
If you tryna ride, just

have it back then
I got it now
Is what it is
I made em' jump man
I made em' jump yay
I made em' jump man
I made em' jump yay
Look at my wrist
Look at my

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)

Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red