Young Thug - Treasure lyrics

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Young Thug - Treasure lyrics

[Hook] How the hell that n***a leave the treasure? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? Aye! [Verse 1] n***as tryna say it ain't lit up(Shut up!) You ain't have any stones in your bezels (No way..) Burn his a** up like a sweater Have a n***a leaving on the stretcher p**y n***a know ain't no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it YSL counting plenty digits Migo graduated from the midgets (Slime!) [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm a rolling stone n***a never going home till' the ball gone How the hell that n***a leave the treasure when the treasure bring the bezels And the bezels worth a foreign homes? (Chee!) Who the hell are you? You gon play with any n***a in my brew and I'ma shoot until his arm gone Thugga Thugga living that life like Pimp C Got a f**ing 4 poured up in this styrofoam Lean, lean lean lean Thug a fiend Young n***a running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks inside the fender Heading down the road getting trailed by lieutenants n***a gettin' real serve him gateway n***a give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui Thugger taking off for the runway (sheesh!) I ain't Rick Ross but I love gunplay You can cut it off but I pull up anyway When I feed her face told me hit him in the face YSL clearing out the whole little place Make a p**y n***a turn Christian like Ma$e Gold bottles, Ace of Spades, looking like a vase I ain't talking dozens but I'm gonna beat the case I ain't talking shoes but my blunts are laced, you dig me? [Hook] How the hell that n***a leave the treasure? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? Aye! [Verse 3: Zuse] Rifle come from Cuba, all dem' a tote, dem' my shooters Clip longer than a ruler, extendo' pon' the Ruger Aim for your bloodclot medulla, shoot ya out of your pumas Chicken I know you a rooster, molly mi take fi a booster Tech nine come with the cooler, ice these n***as like a j**eler Poy poy poy pon' a puta, bite him like barracuda Always run to the mula, smoke you like you a hookah Blow you away, bazooka, dip, dip, dip, like a scuba Teaching these n***as like tutors, tell them no rumor Hooping these n***as like hulas Fire like Judah, never sell out like Judas, put that one on n***a Bullet, bullet, bullet, hey, hey, hey, ride by scooter I never leave the treasure I'm the scoopa [Verse 1] n***as tryna say it ain't lit up(Shut up!) You ain't have any stones in your bezels (No way..) Burn his a** up like a sweater Have a n***a leaving on the stretcher p**y n***a know ain't no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it YSL counting plenty digits Migo graduated from the midgets (Slime!) [Hook] How the hell that n***a leave the treasure? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? How the hell that n***a leave the treasure, n***a? Aye!

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