Young Thug

Young Thug - Treasure lyrics

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ft. Zuse

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

Niggas tryna say they ain't little, shut up

Ye' ain't having stones in your bezels, no way

Run his ass up like a sweater

Have a nigga leaving on a schedule

Pussy nigga know ain't no limit

If you tryna get it gotta spend it

YSL counting plenty digits

Migos graduated from the midgets

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

I'm a rolling stone, nigga, never going home till the ball gone

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure when the treasure bring the bezels and the bezels worth a foreign home?

Who the hell are you? You gonna play with any nigga in my brew and I'mma shoot until his arm gone

Thugga, thugga living that life like Pimp C, got a fucking 4 poured up in this styrofoam

Lean, lean, lean, lean, thug a fiend

Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans

Racks in a rental, bricks I'll just defend 'em

Heading down the road getting trapped by them killers

Nigga getting real serve him gateway

Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay

Holla at them last like feng shui

Thugger taking off for the runway

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

Boss said clearing out the whole little place

Make a pussy nigga 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?

Niggas tryna say they ain't little, shut up

Ye' ain't having stones in your bezels, no way

Run his ass up like a sweater

Have a nigga leaving on a schedule

Pussy nigga know ain't no limit

If you tryna get it gotta spend it

YSL counting plenty digits

Migos graduated from the midgets

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

Rifle come from Cuba

All of me tote dem my shooters

Clip longer than a ruler

Extend up on the ruger

Aim for your blood clot medulla

Shoot you out of your Puma

Chicken I know you a rooster

Molly I’mma take for the booster

Tech nine come with the cooler

Ice sticks like a jeweler

Put, put, put on a puta

Bite him like barracuda

Always home to the mula

Smoke you like you a hookah

Blow you away bazooka

Big dick dip like a scuba

Teaching these niggas like tutors

Tell them no rumor

Hooping these niggas like hulas

…Bullet

Ride by scooter

I never leave the treasure under scuba

Niggas tryna say they ain't little, shut up

Ye' ain't having stones in your bezels, no way

Run his ass up like a sweater

Have a nigga leaving on a schedule

Pussy nigga know ain't no limit

If you tryna get it gotta spend it

YSL counting plenty digits

Migos graduated from the midgets

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga?

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