Wop Remix (feat. Lil Yachty)

You know I just copped this YSL piece, you
Know what I'm sayin'
No cap
I'm with big slime and I got um, Stackman in
The motherfuckin' room too
Keedtoven as always, know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy where you get that beat from? Mooktoven
Keed, talk to 'em

I got shooters so I hope a nigga ain't on nothin' (wop)
Me and big slime fuckin' these hoes, nah
We ain't cuffin' nothin' (wop, wop)
I got cheese on me wrapped in saran (wop)
What's that floatin' 'round that Crush?
Man that's all Xans (wop)
Foreign hoe just wanna embrace
She don't need no weave (wop, wop)
Water on my neck and wrist, yeah, Dasani (wop)
You can picture this right now, ain't talking Sony (wop)
Black pitchfork, that's that Masi'
Yeah, I did it for brother

And I just left Bali and I'm smokin', mmh
Naw, they can't be me, these niggas can't see me

Nigga stop
Yeah, I pulled up on Bleveland Ave in that drop (slime)
Yeah, Glock with a dick, yeah, it gon' pop (boom)
Yeah, I got bad bitches, yeah give me top (toodles)
Off-White denim on, cost me a lot (no cap)
Off-White shoes, rock them bitches with Gucci socks (yeah, yeah)
They don't wanna see them slimes out, they call the cops (no cap)
Yeah, you say you slime, but did your partners slime him out (slatt, slatt)
I got up, they hands out, but y'all niggas counted me out (uh-huh)
Any nigga make a sound, I make Stick Baby clear the block (skrrt)
On the way to these M's, I ain't even do no stops (uh-uh)
Bust down Rollie, no tick, no tock (uh-uh)
Nigga was flexing for the day, gotta give it back at 12 o'clock (uh-huh)

(Keed, talk to em)
I got shooters so I hope a nigga ain't on nothin' (wop)
Me and big slime fuckin' these hoes, nah
We ain't cuffin' nothin' (wop, wop)
I got cheese on me wrapped in saran (wop)
What's that floatin' 'round that Crush?
Man that's all Xans (wop)
Foreign hoe just wanna embrace
She don't need no weave (wop, wop)
Water on my neck and wrist, yeah, Dasani (wop)
You can picture this right now, ain't talking Sony (wop)
Black pitchfork, that's that Masi'
Yeah, I did it for brother

I got too many hoes, chase that bitch (bitch)
I don't argue with no peon, I just block the bitch (block the bitch)
I got two Bentleys, paid cash, no lie (skrrt)
Hit the bitch from the side, she said, "Oh God" (oh God)
I told Keed he up next, that's on my mama (slatt)
I got cheese hidin' out just like Osama (cheese)
With the slimes and they bite just like Piranhas (slimes)
I be ballin' on the block just like Mo Bamba (woo)
I was 18 in a Benz, not no damn Honda (skrrt, skrrt)
Doin' dash, got me sinnin' in front of your honor (yeah)
I'm a real nigga, I ain't with the he-say, she-say (and?)
And I'm the new 'Rari, not no Stingray (Keed, talk to 'em)
Lil Boat

I got shooters so I hope a nigga ain't on nothin' (wop)
Me and big slime fuckin' these hoes, nah
We ain't cuffin' nothin' (wop, wop)
I got cheese on me wrapped in saran (wop)
What's that floatin' 'round that Crush?
Man that's all Xans (wop)
Foreign hoe just wanna embrace
She don't need no weave (wop, wop)
Water on my neck and wrist, yeah, Dasani (wop)
You can picture this right now, ain't talking Sony (wop)
Black pitchfork, that's that Masi'
Yeah, I did it for brother



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Raqhid Render, Mooktoven
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