Wok
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Wok
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(Money Musik)
Wock', sippin' on Tussion' (wock', sippin' on Tussion')
(Drop), he caught a blessing (Brrt, he caught a blessing)
(Opps), they get the message (Hood baby)
(Top), she teachin' lessons (Top, she teachin' lessons)
I count my back ends right up with a K
Swerve, please don't put red on my stage (Ayy)
Ready to shoot out the Drac' (Yeah)
Yeah, keep that blue face in my safe (Woo)
He cappin' like he got some meat on his taco (Taco)
We ridin' with snakes and some capos (Slatt, woah)
Stop acting, you shootin' like Rambo (Stop acting)
Clean up the spot like we came using Draino (Hood baby)
Yeah, slime (Slime)
Cartier, I got frostbite on my wrist
Gon' put a dime on you, yeah, and your bitch (Woah)
I went legit, started kicking this shit
Too pricey, nah, don't talk 'bout these kicks
He talkin', we see him and drive-by that shit (Yes, sir-ski)
Like Nike, we get him and check off that list (Yes, sir-ski)
Our G's gettin' rich and we die 'bout this shit (Woo)
Too toxic, I fucked her and left her alone, new body (New body)
I got the ball, then got to throwing, then dropping (Uh-uh)
FN, it sit on my waist, I'm gon' pop it (Brrt)
Been poppin', Lil Gotit (Gotit, Gotit, Gotit)
Perc' work, work, yeah, watch her twerk it
On the Roxi', Roxi', put my hands up her skirt (Woo)
I've been puttin' shit on since birth
Playin', can't wait to put that nigga on a shirt
Junkie-ass ho got the wet, Starburst (Starbust)
B, yeah, the real one and he realest of the clean
When I pop the tag, it's Amiri on the jeans (Yeah)
Hit Rio for the zaza weed (Brrt)
Nigga, fuck the mean, gon' Percocet me
Wock', sippin' on Tussion' (Wock', sippin' on Tussion')
(Drop), he caught a blessing (Brrt, he caught a blessing)
(Opps), they get the message (Hood baby)
(Top), she teachin' lessons (Top, she teachin' lessons)
I count my back ends right up with a K
Swerve, please don't put red on my stage (Ayy)
Ready to shoot out the Drac' (Yeah)
Yeah, keep that blue face in my safe (Woo)
He cappin' like he got some meat on his taco (Taco)
We ridin' with snakes and some capos (Slatt, woah)
Stop acting, you shootin' like Rambo (Stop acting)
Clean up the spot like we came using Draino (Hood baby)
Yeah, slime (Slime)
Cartier, I got frostbite on my wrist
Gon' put a dime on you, yeah, and your bitch (Woah)
I went legit, started kicking this shit
Too pricey, nah, don't talk 'bout these kicks (No kizzy)
I had a smile when I bust down my wrist (No kizzy)
Catching some chips 'cause I bust down my bitch
Toes curled when she suck on my dick, but that shit, yeah
It's a big body Benz, she asked for it (Asked for it)
I'm 'bout my money, talk with the K (Brrt)
Outside running hundreds, for me, it's a race (Race)
Drip up-to-date, no, I can not be late (Woo)
On the Jag', it's two to the dashboard (Slime, slime)
I give it to her, yeah, she asked for it
Need to stop it but I need some meds more
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, Draco, doo-doo-doo
I'm from Atlanta, yeah, straight out the bity
Like Long Neck, bitch, we lit like a titty (Lit like a titty)
Too Scottie Pippen, everybody with it (Woo)
Ran this shit up, yeah, I know how to get it (Ran this shit up)
Wock', sippin' on Tussion' (Wock', sippin' on Tussion')
(Drop), he caught a blessing (Brrt, he caught a blessing)
(Opps), they get the message (Hood baby)
(Top), she teachin' lessons (Top, she teachin' lessons)
I count my back ends right up with a K
Swerve, please don't put red on my stage (Ayy)
Ready to shoot out the Drac' (Yeah)
Yeah, keep that blue face in my safe (Woo)
He cappin' like he got some meat on his taco (Taco)
We ridin' with snakes and some capos (Slatt, woah)
Stop acting, you shootin' like Rambo (Stop acting)
Clean up the spot like we came using Draino (Hood baby)
Yeah, slime (Slime)
Cartier, I got frostbite on my wrist
Gon' put a dime on you, yeah, and your bitch (Woah)
I went legit, started kicking this shit
Too pricey (Nah, don't talk 'bout these kicks)
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