Yung Boy - Wesley Fuqqin Mathewz lyrics

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Yung Boy - Wesley Fuqqin Mathewz lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, I made a lot of money, oh my God Yeah, selling all this motherf**ing white Yeah, I got money, oh my god Yeah, oh my f**ing god Yeah, I feel like young Wesley Yeah, I feel like young Wesley Yeah, hundred million dollars on designer d**, designer d** Yeah, got my bando again Ooh, I'm f**ing your b**h's best friend Ooh, you better learn a lesson Ooh, selling white right out the can, aye Yeah, the molly raw Yeah, popping pills, I like f**ing on your hoe Yeah, I don't give no f** no more Yeah, me and coach popping pills 'fore the game Popping Xannies, wash it down with purple rain And I pop a couple pills for the pain Yeah you know just what I'm saying Pull this melatonin into my brain, help me sleep at night Popping hella pills, help me feel alright Popping like a hundred pills Yeah, cause I'm Wesley Matthews, yeah Yeah, cause I'm Wesley Matthews Yeah, cause I'm Wesley, Matthews, yeah [Hook (x2)] Gold bezel on like Wesley Gold bezel on like Wesley Gold rings on my fingers as I'm shooting these shots, cause I don't give a f**, no [Verse 2] Popping these pills on the toilet Popping these pills on your wrists Yeah they wanna come here with me with the b**hes Yeah I'm probably still f**ing your sis Yeah, you know I got some money Yeah, you know I'm f**ing with my b**hes Yeah, you know that we popping pills Yeah, f** James Harden, he can't guard me Yeah, f** James Harden, he can't guard me Yeah, f** James Harden, he can't guard me Yeah, I be popping pills before games Cause I know that boy cannot guard me Popping these Xannies all day, aye f** on your b**h on a lamb Re-up with my shooters, re-up with my shooters, re-up Re-up with my drug dealers I need all the Xannies and coke f**ing with your b**h on a f**ing boat And you know what I been doing with her, so long Ask no questions, just motherf**ing deal with it on your own Paying so much money for this sh**, been paying f**ing long Yeah, I stay f**ing your mistress, she wanna follow me home Yeah, I stay stacking up all these books and f**ing all my hoes Yeah, I got my bezel, yeah, I got my bezel Yeah, I'm f**ing so many girls that don't know who I am Yeah, most are fake, they wanna wife me They wanna be a wife, and it's so exciting, aye And I be popping them--, aye And I be building the buildings, aye And I be copping more houses, aye And I be f**ing my spouses, aye And I be running around em, aye And I be catching these mouses, aye And I be doubling up with the cups Aye, I be leaning, I'm leaning [Hook (x2)]

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