Say Woah

(Woah, woah, woah-woah, yea 98+2 Shit
NoLove
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)

I'm a boss yea bitch I fuck with bosses
No matter how much I lost, bitch, I hit my target
And I build this shit from dirt, nigga
I put in work, nigga
I been hustling since birth, nigga
I work the turf, nigga
I deserve it, know my worth
And I'm gone get it, that bag ain't enough
Betta pop them digits, I'm offended, that shit ain't gone cut it (No)
I'm about my business ain't no pick around my dough
I got women lined up, like eenie, meenie, minie, mo

Make em say (Woah, Woah)
Make em say (Woah, Woah)
Yea I make em say (Woah, Woah)
Yea I make em say (Woah, Woah, Woah)

I make em say woah, yea you already know
It's Louis Vuitton from my head to my toes
I feel like Youngboy, cuz u don't want smoke
These niggas know Gutta ain't never a hoe
Just got a bag, but I want me some mo
I'm always drippin I'm sharp in the sto
Roll up that pressure I'm facing my dope
They say that I'm next, c-4 I'ma blow
I got the, moves
My niggas keep, tools
So you better, move
Her pussy so wet like a cruise
It's double G's all on my shoes
You play with me, we make the news
You say that's your bitch, I'm like whose
And look at all these damn jewels

Make em say (Woah, Woah)
Make em say (Woah, Woah) (Yea Gutta That Was Live)
Yea I make em say (Woah, Woah) (I'm Gone Come Hard On This Ho Tho)
Yea I make em say (Woah, Woah, Woah) (98+2 Shit, NoLove, Shiit Yea)

Just like the dance, I make em say woah
I just want the chips and the cheese like queso
I get to the guap, applying that pressure until them niggas just can't take it nomo
Get ya heat up like the eye on a stove
I just want the bread, I ain't talkin loaf
This ice got me cold, I need me a coat
With a couple mo bands and a couple mo hos
You got money, nigga betta kick up
Cuz like a tree, niggas know it's a stick up
Like a boxer, I don't wanna get u hit up
Put the glock down ya throat and make ya hiccup
Fucked yo bitch, yea, you know that I'm a sick fuck
Ice on my wrist like a nigga wrist cut
Choppas ringing off, nigga betta pick up
When we wake up, he gone find his whole bitch with us (Make em say woah)

Make em say (Woah, Woah)
Make em say (Woah, Woah)
Yea I make em say (Woah, Woah)
Yea I make em say (Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah)



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Writer(s): Bryan James
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