Tsunami Soul (Sessions)
[00:00.00] [Instrumental Intro]
[Intro: Juice WRLD & Future]
[00:18.70] (Wheezy outta here)
[00:19.20] Yeah, uh
[Chorus]
[00:19.54] If Wheezy outta here, we outta here
[00:20.42] Private jet lag, we flew here
[00:21.70] Kel-Tec and TEC, niggas kill here
[00:23.40] Hi-Tech attack, pourin' red, yeah
[00:24.82] I ain't never lack, at all, yeah, I'ma keep the steel here
[00:27.92] Nowadays I'm never in the mall, yeah, just hit the Saks Fifth
[00:31.00] Lace up the Raf Simons, uh, ball 'til I fall, yeah
[00:34.22] Balmain and Vetements, yeah, ball 'til I fall, yeah
[00:37.16] Saint Laurent Premadonna, I got it all, yeah
[00:40.36] Codeine with the marijuana, oh, oh
[Verse 1]
[00:41.84] Yeah, let's get it, get it, yeah
[00:47.52] Uh, please get me some racks, okay
[00:49.28] I don't need your racks, okay?
[00:50.70] Gun on my hip when I walk to the bank
[00:52.14] If I'm broke, hit a lick, I need what's in your safe
[00:53.58] My right wrist be a Lambo', the left is a Wraith
[00:55.22] December 2nd, that's my birthday
[00:56.78] I remind her that, because I'm getting the cake
[00:58.22] If that nigga trippin' we gon' put him away
[01:00.04] You can call me Suge (Okay)
[01:01.50] I pray to God I'll have fun today
[01:02.86] 'Cause these niggas tryna steal my wave (Uh)
[01:05.04] They gon' end up drowning, fuck it
[01:06.54] Soul money, I can't count it, run it
[Bridge]
[01:08.20] It's just me and Wheezy, makin' shit look easy (Uh)
[01:11.20] Burnin' them trees, sippin' that lean, gettin' the green
[01:13.54] Nothing come in between, fuck you mean?
[01:15.76] I'm Freddy Krueger in your dream
[01:18.56] Wake up, MAC tear his face up (Uh)
[Verse 2]
[01:20.88] Shoot it like a Laker, nigga better pay up
[01:24.00] Me and his bitch lay up, all night and day, yuh
[01:27.04] Stripes on her, no zebra (Let's go)
[01:28.66] That bitch, she from Mexico, I call her my Amiga (Uh-huh)
[01:31.80] Everything was cool until I found out she wasn't single
[01:34.82] Still hit it, yeah, I'm killin' for mine and my family, nigga
[01:37.42] Ain't no new friends, just family business
[01:39.56] Oh, I'm going to the opp block, are you comin' with me?
[01:42.44] Be ready to lace up and shoot up with the semis
[01:44.10] We gon' give a nigga plenty, we gon' give a nigga twenty
[01:46.42] We gon' give a nigga thirty, way too many
[Chorus]
[01:48.54] If Wheezy outta here, we outta here
[01:49.98] Private jet lag, we flew here
[01:51.48] Kel-Tec and TEC, niggas kill here
[01:53.20] Hi-Tech attack, pourin' red, yeah
[01:54.60] I ain't never lack, at all, yeah, I'ma keep the steel here
[01:57.72] Nowadays I'm never in the mall, yeah, just hit the Saks Fifth
[02:00.80] Lace up the Raf Simons, uh, ball 'til I fall, yeah
[02:04.02] Balmain and Vetements, yeah, ball 'til I fall, yeah
[02:06.96] Saint Laurent Premadonna, I got it all, yeah
[02:10.12] Codeine with the marijuana, oh, oh
[Verse 3]
[02:17.10] Uh, say she fiending for me, I'ma feed her
[02:20.54] Ain't no one, ain't no one, bitch, I need her
[02:23.72] I'ma kick it with her, she know a lil' FIFA
[02:26.80] Earn the stripes like Raf Simon, Adidas
[02:29.18] Ayy, bunch of Margiela's steppin' in
[02:33.28] Hit it from the back, then leave
[02:35.16] Give me brain 'til she get amnesia
[02:38.44] Uh, uh
[02:40.70] I don't got no time for the same shit I used to
[02:44.94] Rock Tom Ford in the back of the hooptie
[02:47.98] Shawty double G, when I fuck, yeah, she Gucci
[02:51.24] Going back home, can't wait to get up in that coochie
[02:54.34] Going back home, uh
[02:57.74] All these old hoes jealous, I love it, uh
[03:00.76] Mix that purp with a couple Percs, lit
[03:07.00] Uh, Gucci shirt, bitch, and now I'm nervous
[Bridge]
[03:12.18] Me and Wheezy made this shit look easy
[03:14.00] All these hoes be sleazy
[03:15.06] Suckin' on my niggas in the crib
[03:17.40] Big bad B and boo while we gettin' busy
[Verse 4]
[03:21.72] Oh, goin' to the opp block, are you slidin' with me?
[03:24.42] Made a lot of them bitches envy, we ain't showin' no mercy
[03:27.06] Run up and bust down semis, give them niggas plimsy
[03:29.38] Can't fuck with me, oh (Oh)
[03:31.78] We got way too many semis (Grah)
[03:34.62] Do 'em dirty, call me Suge today
[03:36.14] Take the Perc' to the face, I don't fuck with the cane
[03:37.92] I had your girl sendin' the pace
[03:40.30] Uh, thot bitch, I'm still hittin' it
[03:42.80] Like a broke copy machine, you don't get paper
[03:45.22] Ain't no IOU, I don't do no favors
[Chorus]
[03:49.08] If Wheezy outta here, we outta here
[03:50.70] Private jet lag, we flew here
[03:52.28] Kel-Tec and TEC, niggas kill here
[03:53.88] Hi-Tech attack, pourin' red, yeah
[03:55.36] I ain't never lack, at all, yeah, I'ma keep the steel here
[03:58.48] Nowadays I'm never in the mall, yeah, just hit the Saks Fifth
[04:01.58] Lace up the Raf Simons, uh, ball 'til I fall, yeah
[04:04.74] Balmain and Vetements, yeah, ball 'til I fall, yeah
[04:07.74] Saint Laurent Premadonna, I got it all, yeah
[04:10.86] Codeine with the marijuana, oh, oh