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The song was produced by Big Papito.

In 2018, Trouble proved himself to be a capable leading man on the haunting street reflection Edgewood, produced in its entirety by Mike WiLL Made-It.

Now, Big Skoob has returned with his upcoming album Thug Luv, which finds him linking up with Atlanta legend Jeezy for the brand new single "Medusa." Off the bat, the mythological banger kicks off on a wild note, thanks to a strange yet hard-hitting instrumental from Big Papito.

Trouble slides though on an energetic note, his playful delivery as heavy as his drawl.

"Get off my dick bitch, damn ho I gotta pee-pee," he raps.

"I had a shootout, who picked the youngin's up? that was me-me / keep getting that paper, I don't want you talking about free me." One of the biggest differences on this recent batch of music is Trouble's willingness to experiment with his cadence, revealing an unexpected versatility in his delivery.

On the other hand, Jeezy keeps it solid as per usual, his authority never leaving itself open to be questioned.

Trouble - Medusa (ft.

Jeezy) (prod.

Big Papito) Watch Video Lyrics.

[Intro] Big Papito [Pre-Chorus: Trouble] Hey No strings attached, okay Okay, Chanel put on your frames And on your back, okay Okay, don't go to lookin' strange When I go tat your face (Yeah) I don't look like that when You be askin' me 'bout racks, okay (I don't look like that, don't look like that) [Chorus: Trouble] Hop on this dick, just like a scooter (Uh-huh, ya) Brand new whip, with old money, like my cougar (Uh-huh, ya) Designer got that shit sittin' fat, is that Medusa? (Uh-huh) These niggas ain't real, I ain't bool with that I just might shoot ya (Uh-huh) [Verse 1::Trouble] I fuck with King and Dill for real, so free Bibby (Free Bibby) I was gettin' some lip service, just like Gigi (Just like Gigi, yeah) I remember a bitch curved me, then I had a three piece (Had like three, yeah) Talking 'bout the same time, my future bright no TV (This ain't TV, yeah) Get off my dick bitch, damn hoe I gotta pee pee (I think I pee one time) I had a shootout, who pick the youngins up? That was Neenee (Got a real bitch, one time) Keep gettin' this paper, I don't want you talking 'bout free me But a nigga tried, damn, guess you just gotta free me If I'm hoppin outside of a Phantom .40, inside of my hand Ballerinas on me keep on dancin' Trappin' outside of Atlantic (Trap) Send my lil' bitch to go grab it (Trap) Gettin' to the money a habit (Sheesh) She be ocean wet, she the Atlantic Got another hoe stuck on the campus (Woo) She be mixin' her drink with the Addy She be like "Trouble come back with my panties", wait I just want the paper, baby swear I'm not a fan of that Yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause then you gon' want shit free And I gotta get my cheese It's different if you was my bish I'ma bless you, yes indeed (Baby, you know I got bless) [Pre-Chorus: Trouble] Hey No strings attached, okay (Okay) Chanel put on your frames And on your back, okay (Okay) Okay, don't go to lookin' strange When I go tat your face (Yeah) I don't look like that when You be askin' me 'bout racks, okay (I don't look like that, don't look like that) [Chorus: Trouble] Hop on this dick, just like a scooter (Uh-huh, ya) Brand new whip, with old money, like my cougar (Uh-huh, ya) Designer got that shit sittin' fat, is that Medusa? (Uh-huh) These niggas ain't real, I ain't bool with that I just might shoot ya (Uh-huh) [Verse 2: Jeezy] This Plain Jane on my wrist a Hellcat, okay (Skrr) Gas Kenmore Stove, pass me that Old Bay (Damn) Rolls Truck on C's sit on that old J (Haha) You ain't get no paper, you ain't got no say (Yeah) Call the sideline niggas 'cause we not gon' play (Woah) We some stand up guys 'cause we not gon lay (Woo) A bunch of S-Curl niggas, how we not gon spray (Boom) Yeah we saw who did it but we not gon' say (Let's go) Hoppin' up out of out of the Don (Ayy) Boxes of Louis Vuitton (Ayy) I put the ground on the map (Ayy) That's why they call me the Don (Ayy) I put the light on the streets (Ayy) That's why they call me the GOAT (GOAT) If it's a hustler parade (Ayy) They gotta make me a float (Let's go) Tell 'em I said it, I meant it, I quote it Put the city on the map and you know it Seven days out of the week wear black (Uh-huh) Seven days out of the week stay strapped (Stay strapped) Top down ridin' down Old Nat (Nat) Brave game, big clip fall back (Uh) First mill', I made that no rap (Nah) Put the trap on the map no cap [Pre-Chorus: Trouble] Hey No strings attached, okay (Yeah) Chanel put on your frames And on your back, okay (Haha) Okay, don't go to lookin' strange (Yeah) When I go tat your face (What's up?) I don't look like that when You be askin' me 'bout racks, okay (I don't look like that, don't look like that) [Chorus: Trouble] Hop on this dick, just like a scooter (Uh-huh, ya) Brand new whip, with old money, like my cougar (Uh-huh, ya) Designer got that shit sittin' fat, is that Medusa? (Uh-huh) These niggas ain't real, I ain't bool with that I just might shoot ya (Uh-huh) [Outro: Jeezy] Ayy Let's go Big Papito


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