Wocky
I get a bag I hop on the jet
Say that she bad but she not a 10
All on your ass all on the Trues
Get me the red I ain't messing with blues
OM he died he taught me a lesson
I ain't gon be flexing
You better call me I don't be texting
I know that I'm up so I don't be guessing I said
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky can't top me I'm sorry don't call me
Can't stop me I'm on I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
How many doubted you?
Now how many loving you?
That just goes to show how many people don't really fuck with you
The press think they killing me
They don't know they the ones getting me rich
I can't be getting a girl
I ain't gon' change for a bitch
Only outside when its good weather
Bitch I'm a thot so I'm down for whatever
I'm off the rocket I don't need a tether
I'm just in space tryna put it together
How I go 1 2 3 4
Then I come back I'm looking for more
Never enough that wocky life
Down in the middle we straight to the core
Get wocky
I just been going through a little phase (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Numbers on me so I'm counting my days
Get wocky
I cant deal with all this pain
The way I live it's like a game
I'll leave him down he showing veins
Get with the shits I'm getting tired 'cause I told you
You been chasing me for fame I miss the old you
Know I can't fuck wit a uh
I can't be getting a uh
Lil baby came wit the uh
And then she had me on uh
I was on uh
I get a bag I hop on the jet
Say that she bad but she not a 10
All on your ass all on the Trues
Get me the red I ain't messing with blues
OM he died he taught me a lesson
I ain't gon be flexing
You better call me I don't be texting
I know that I'm up so I don't be guessing I said
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky can't top me I'm sorry don't call me
Can't stop me I'm on I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
Yeah it ain't even night
You know that we creepin
Half-past nine
Better be leaving
Get that shit right get that shit right right right right
I don't need time time time time
They selling shit we ain't gon buy
2020 we going high
We ain't on a plane ain't on a rocket ain't on a ship but we in the sky
Look at my eyes not up on Snap not up on Skype I mean in real life
Back to the basics
I'm counting these faces
Just going through life how I'm going through laces
Wocky up
Break it down
Take a breath
Then walk around
Steppin out there tigers on me no stripes never make a sound
Take it slow
I know
I know
Get a bro
Don't fold
In life
Grow old
Gettin up about 9 2
Say your girls bad but they mine too
Owe me 20 that's another 50 each and every time that I remind you
Went from 5 to 7 like a haiku
Take it personal I don't like you
I get a bag I hop on the jet
Say that she bad but she not a 10
All on your ass all on the Trues
Get me the red I ain't messing with blues
OM he died he taught me a lesson
I ain't gon be flexing
You better call me I don't be texting
I know that I'm up so I don't be guessing I said
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky can't top me I'm sorry don't call me
Can't stop me I'm on I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
Say that she bad but she not a 10
All on your ass all on the Trues
Get me the red I ain't messing with blues
OM he died he taught me a lesson
I ain't gon be flexing
You better call me I don't be texting
I know that I'm up so I don't be guessing I said
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky can't top me I'm sorry don't call me
Can't stop me I'm on I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
How many doubted you?
Now how many loving you?
That just goes to show how many people don't really fuck with you
The press think they killing me
They don't know they the ones getting me rich
I can't be getting a girl
I ain't gon' change for a bitch
Only outside when its good weather
Bitch I'm a thot so I'm down for whatever
I'm off the rocket I don't need a tether
I'm just in space tryna put it together
How I go 1 2 3 4
Then I come back I'm looking for more
Never enough that wocky life
Down in the middle we straight to the core
Get wocky
I just been going through a little phase (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Numbers on me so I'm counting my days
Get wocky
I cant deal with all this pain
The way I live it's like a game
I'll leave him down he showing veins
Get with the shits I'm getting tired 'cause I told you
You been chasing me for fame I miss the old you
Know I can't fuck wit a uh
I can't be getting a uh
Lil baby came wit the uh
And then she had me on uh
I was on uh
I get a bag I hop on the jet
Say that she bad but she not a 10
All on your ass all on the Trues
Get me the red I ain't messing with blues
OM he died he taught me a lesson
I ain't gon be flexing
You better call me I don't be texting
I know that I'm up so I don't be guessing I said
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky can't top me I'm sorry don't call me
Can't stop me I'm on I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
Yeah it ain't even night
You know that we creepin
Half-past nine
Better be leaving
Get that shit right get that shit right right right right
I don't need time time time time
They selling shit we ain't gon buy
2020 we going high
We ain't on a plane ain't on a rocket ain't on a ship but we in the sky
Look at my eyes not up on Snap not up on Skype I mean in real life
Back to the basics
I'm counting these faces
Just going through life how I'm going through laces
Wocky up
Break it down
Take a breath
Then walk around
Steppin out there tigers on me no stripes never make a sound
Take it slow
I know
I know
Get a bro
Don't fold
In life
Grow old
Gettin up about 9 2
Say your girls bad but they mine too
Owe me 20 that's another 50 each and every time that I remind you
Went from 5 to 7 like a haiku
Take it personal I don't like you
I get a bag I hop on the jet
Say that she bad but she not a 10
All on your ass all on the Trues
Get me the red I ain't messing with blues
OM he died he taught me a lesson
I ain't gon be flexing
You better call me I don't be texting
I know that I'm up so I don't be guessing I said
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky
Get wocky (Yuh yuh)
Get wocky can't top me I'm sorry don't call me
Can't stop me I'm on I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
I'm tryna swerve in a Rarri
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Writer(s): Justin Cala
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