作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Rodrick Moore Jr./Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Glass

作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Rodrick Moore Jr./Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Glass

[Intro: Future]

(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Gunna]

It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy

Different ***** for every season showin' me they cleavage

I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic

She text that *****, I don't call back so she won't think I need it

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]

I gave my Rolls Royce some wings

Drink so damn cold, I could freeze

Ayy, first time I called Elliante, Gunna told me to spend two-fifty

Now my chain cost half a milli' and I'm plottin on a silly billi'

Made 25 million, I said mm-mm-mm-mm

Now all of these hoes ****in' me better, mm-mm-mm-mm

Shawty say she like me 'cause shе slidin' through the trenches with mе

Give her a million dollars worth of game like I'm Wallo and Gillie

Wheezy, Wunna, Pluto, ridin' this shit too easy

I put your ***** in CC, Celine, Chanel, if need be

You niggas really actors, you shoulda been on TV

You talkin' like you turnt up, you niggas really T-D

[Chorus: Gunna]

It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy

Different ***** for every season showin' me they cleavage

I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic

She text that *****, I don't call back so she won't think I need it

[Verse 2: Gunna]

Made it out the jungle, I ball, ain't got no jumper

Rest in peace to my uncle, never met, but I still love you

Remember that ***** from way back, playin', I pay 'em to pop him

Stayed in the hood where the killers at, made my pillow a chopper

This ain't diamonds you lookin' at and we done updated the roster

You can tell it's a rich nigga posture

Young GunWunna, I'm spittin' it proper

Trappin' at school, I was servin' bags, police was searchin' my locker

Who did your jewelry? It look like brass, one of your bros should've stopped ya

[Chorus: Gunna]

It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy

Different ***** for every season showin' me they cleavage

I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic

She text that *****, I don't call back so she won't think I need it

I stick **** deep inside her throat where it ain't no more breathin'

If I don't post and I go ghost, it's gon' be for a reason

Just got my reading, now my reason's I'm booked out the region

This jewelry cold on me, I'm freezin', no way I'm anemic

[Verse 3: Future]

Pluto, Pluto, two-door, four-door, man, this shit too easy (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm gon' chop a brick like judo, snatch a Lamborghini (Chop it up)

I got a different ***** for different places, different seasons (I do)

***** ain't playin' her position, cuttin' her off, this shit too easy (Super)

I started off smashin' R&B stars right at the bando (Future)

I'm havin' hoes all the way south thinkin' that I abandoned 'em

I'm havin' pimpin' in my blood and I can change the climate (What else?)

I threw the Marni on and took the price up like I designed it (Pluto)

Can't put a presidential on a ***** 'less she give a nigga a ménage ('Nage)

That lil' IG ***** ain't shit, ****ed her in the car (Car)

****ed 'round with a side piece, pop out that night in double-R (What up?)

Started talkin' Chinese from all these sticks in the car

[Chorus: Gunna]

It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy

Different ***** for every season showin' me they cleavage

I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic

She text that *****, I don't call back so she won't think I need it

I stick **** deep inside her throat where it ain't no more breathin'

If I don't post and I go ghost, it's gon' be for a reason

Just got my reading, now my reason's I'm booked out the region

This jewelry cold on me, I'm freezin', no way I'