Repercussions lyrics

[Intro: NAV & Future]
(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah

[Verse 1: NAV]
Everybody 'round me say I'm doin' too much (Hmm)
When I got some problems, yeah, the drugs come clutch (Hmm)
Shoutout to the opps, we got another cold case (Yeah)
Shoutout to my shooter, he ain't showin' no face (Yeah)
Shoutout to the driver, f*ck 12, he did the race (Hmm, skrrt)
They typin' on computers, only letter I know is K's (Hmm)
Pull up to the show, I send the hit and hit the stage (Yeah)
Married to the game, I go to war and I engage (Yeah)
What you think? We got all thе drink, I pour a gallon up
I'm a j*rk, take a half a Perc', I f*ck with stamina (Woah)
Monеy and fame, with a little game, I get the best of her
Eco-friendly, I just went electric, bought the Tesla (Woah)

[Chorus: NAV]
Wheezy, play some beats, I think the E kicked in, I'm ready (Ready)
Grindin' on my teeth, I got no food inside my belly (Belly)
I just put all my diamonds on, I'm feelin' petty (Petty)
Get my cake, I will always be there for my confetti (Cake)
Animal inside a Lamb', got horses in the motor (Motor)
Got a b*tch named Nina and she love it when I tote her (Tote her)
We ain't fallin' for that tough guy sh*t, that huff-and-puffin' (No)
It's end of discussion, you don't want these repercussions (No)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I just bought lil' shawty twenty Birkins, now they scared of her
Louis drench her off, and I walked in and I was Hermès’d up (Hermès)
I told that b*tch to call me papi, I got my turbans up (Papi)
I'm rich as f*ck, really, you need to switch the topic up
Hickory di*kory dock, I done ran my salary and ran my credits up (Woo)
I just bought four b*tches the same watch because I'm paid as f*ck
Camera in the rearview Lambo' and I see 'em speedin' up
Ayy, what you want? I take my b*tch to get her tummy tucked
Too many cameras in the club, gotta keep it low, gotta hit his tummy up
Put a snub-nose on the brand new Ruger .44, but today I'm Tommy'd up
Sick of these broke-ass, petty-ass n*ggas and hoes, b*tch, I'm ghost
Birthday came, I had bought me a two-tone, roofless weightless Rolls (Yeah)
Cash got the two-tone AP (Yeah), Vegas edition, my n*gga, you bold (Ooh)
Birthday, I'm cakin' these b*tches (Ayy), not fakin' with b*tches, I'm real as the road (Ayy)
Keep a few tools, the n*ggas (Yeah) that's all in they feelings, they ready to explode (Yeah)
Dropped my chain on the ground and now this b*tch gotta dry her toes

[Chorus: NAV]
Wheezy, play some beats, I think the E kicked in, I'm ready (Ready)
Grindin' on my teeth, I got no food inside my belly (Belly)
I just put all my diamonds on, I'm feelin' petty (Petty)
Get my cake, I will always be there for my confetti (Cake)
Animal inside a Lamb', got horses in the motor (Motor)
Got a b*tch named Nina and she love it when I tote her (Tote her)
We ain't fallin' for that tough guy sh*t, that huff-and-puffin' (No)
It's end of discussion, you don't want these repercussions (No)