NAV and Young Thug - No Debate
(Wheezy outta here)Woke up feeling like a million bucks (bucks)
Took a shower after I'm done getting sucked (sucked, sucked)
Too much drip, I think we gotta fix the sink
Never know with Slime, he might just pull up in a mink
These stones got clarity, they twinkle and they twink (twink, twink)
And they cost a little more than what you think (what you think)
Got an XO piece and it's all glass (all glass)
Got my bitch a condo and a G-class (vroom, vroom)
Any time I drop, I'm burnin' rubber (burnin' rubber)
Bitch, I don't wanna dance, I'm not a clubber (no, I'm not)
I'm ballin' like I got a triple-double (swish, swish, swish)
Diamonds bitin', barkin', need a muzzle (bling, bling)
Name a block, we'll pull up and we'll spray it
You can't keep up with the smoke, there's no debate
I don't got a vibe I can't replace (vibes)
Take the condom off and paint her face
I just mind my business in the Wraith
I just, I just put some gold 'round my wrist like Ace of Spades
I just, I just hit your wifey from the back and I done ate it (no cap)
I can keep up with the mob business, no debating (slatt, whoa)
I can have a nigga slime you out and that's on Satan (no cap)
I seen a baddie, then I caught her, Walter Payton (whoa)
Every single diamond on me wet, you can go skating (whoa)
I know niggas from XO, from Atlanta way to Vegas, yeah (ayy)
Molly and codeine, I got to face it now (hold on)
Take a bitch in the penthouse and turn it to a playground (turn it up)
I got mink all over my boxers, I'm just pacing 'round
And that new Draco came with wood like a cabinet, yeah
I can tell you all about a Xanny, yeah (I can tell you all about a Xanny)
I took codeine, X pills, and them Addys, yeah (yeah)
Old hundreds on me, I'm a granny, yeah (old hundreds on me)
Stella McCartney all over her panties, yeah
Name a block, we'll pull up and we'll spray it
You can't keep up with the smoke, there's no debate
I don't got a vibe I can't replace (vibes)
Take the condom off and paint her face
I just mind my business in the Wraith
I just, I just put some gold 'round my wrist like Ace of Spades
I just, I just hit your wifey from the back and I done ate it (no cap)
I can keep up with the mob business, no debating (slatt, whoa)
Written by:
Amir Esmailian, Andrew Franklin, Jeffrey Williams, Mohkom Bhangal, Navraj Goraya, Wesley Glass
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