75 Second Interlude* lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
My n*gga Wheezy, you know what I'm sayin'

[Verse: Lil Yachty]
These hoes going 'round like a ceiling fan
I might pull up in that pink coat like Killa Cam
In high school, had them black eye peas like ​will.i.am
This b*tch suck every season like the L.A. Rams (Suck it)
Used to cop from the flea market from Mr. Chan
Bossed up, now them diamonds in my hand (Yeah)
.223s and them AK's might pop ya mans
n*ggas biting and they still popping they [?]
I'm the same n*gga, ain't sh*t change n*gga
Dark ass tints and wood grain, n*gga
In that Range, n*gga
I think they mad 'cause I'm on now, bigger homes now (yeah)
3 telephones now can't do a song now (brr, yeah)
And I f*ck with Chicago, boy R.I.P LA
I f*ck with his little brother, we hung out back in days
Thinkin' this sh*t sweet gon' run me back to my old ways (pus*y)
Call them savage n*ggas who gon' shoot you for some J's
And the b*tch rub me like Genie
And I'm doing shows in arenas