Young Thug – Tsunami Lyrics

Tsunami Lyrics by Young Thug.

[Intro]
Yeah
Wheezy outta here

[Hook/Chorus]
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
If you tryna f–k one night, all the dawgs
Young aviator keys, gotta pass along
Your aviator keys, never stop it
Aviator Keyyz, right behind me
Aviator Keyyz, changing climate

[Verse 1]
Hundred thousand yeez
I pull up with a hundred pounds of weed
Aviator Chanel, double C’s
I got every single kind, ha
Told the girl ain’t no time out
I perfect this rhyme, ah
Nothing but foreigns I’m riding in
Finally rich and it’s showing
And I’m letting it
I’ve been going near the sunlight, light
Everything that I’m in it ain’t came yet
I got twenty-six Cuban gold chains, yeah
N—a taking this s–t down Sunset

[Hook/Chorus]
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
If you tryna f–k one night, all the dawgs
Young aviator keys, gotta pass along
Your aviator keys, never stop it
Aviator Keyyz, right behind me
Aviator Keyyz, changing climate

[Verse 2]
I like the way she give me head
I call her Mitchell and Ness
I keep a drum on the TEC
I gotta protect all my kids
I don’t need no help with this
B—h, put my kids on your t–s
I put your name on my wrist
Right Richard Mille my wrist
See my bag, b—h
See my b—h behind me
Gold diamonds with
That’s the side-kick
I made promises
And I’m keeping it
Get the Range Rover
Autobiography
Talking crazy, slap his a-s with the shine
Put the light up wrists at any time
Ric Flair with the times, eww
Big B’s everywhere, suu whoop
Shawty said I be the realest
Can’t get enough of this killing
The weed that I smoke smell like chitlins
Post (?) be on trend list
I done tied in with the killings
I been tied in with the dealers
I put some rings on my fingers
And it’s shining like the Thriller
Whipping it go grab the trigger
Foreigns behind me BMF
Boy in the jet with the real plug
Two hundred racks of skrilla
Red bottoms, she a killer
Red bottoms, she a killer
Gucci slides for the chilling
Jimmy Choo when I miss her
Three times a week, nails
Shawty taking good care
Wheezy went and popped a bale
Young Keyzz go on leases
Who you meant, oh well
I could never not tell
I’m not tryna do it well
Buy Chanels for your tears

[Hook/Chorus]
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
If you tryna f–k one night, all the dawgs
Young aviator keys, gotta pass along
Your aviator keys, never stop it
Aviator Keyyz, right behind me
Aviator Keyyz, changing climate