Wockhardt Freestyle
Lemme know when it drop, Nuez
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
I was ridin' 'round with a handgun that'll drop a plane
Me and you could wear the same shit, but we not the same
Had my whole right shoulder sore when I shot the K
I just drunk a pint of lean, I got a Wock' to say
Bitch, when we fuck, you gon' leave, why you tryna stay
Ninety thousand in, that's just one watch and chain
Shit talker, I could drop a mixtape and make you stop today
If you a rap nigga
Every time you see me out, I got a strap with me
I'ma keep pressin' that on you, 'cause I ain't that nigga
Nigga try to take somethin', he gettin' whacked, nigga
Nigga think it's fake, we sippin'-
Nigga think we sippin' fakе drank, you smokin' crack, nigga
And if your mans agree, he smokin' crack with you
Man, I disagree
Four hoes on me now еatin'-
Four hoes on me now- alright
Four hoes on me now, I'm finna trick or treat
Nigga, I ain't have no gifts under the Christmas tree
For the first Christmas, asked- alright
When I was twelve, asked my mama can I get a heat
She said, "Yeah, but you gotta take it down the street"
I'll jump out on feet, I ain't gotta- nigga
Fuck a drive-by, I'll jump out on feet, nigga
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Bitch, if you let me fuck and I nut in you, you stuck with me
Bitch, hey, I got a buck with me
Hundred K cash, plus I got a hundred
Hundred buckshots in the shotgun, I'll touch somethin'
Y'all niggas ain't shit, we them one ones
We them one fuckers, yeah
And your bitch is a dick sucker, nigga, ayy
Bitch, I got big boogers in my watch
Yeah, I got six bullets in the Glock
But I'ma make 'em count, everybody gettin' hit up top
Yeah, nigga, I'm off a six of Wock'
Finna pour another six up, bro, go get a pop
And I got the- the blick up, I ain't gettin' robbed
Ayy, I think I'm gettin' watched
So I'm fresh as hell, Bape'd down even to my socks, nigga
I got bored and went and bought a watch, nigga
I went broke and went and bought a Glock
The Glock stopped workin' on me, I went and bought a chop
Stole the nigga car and took it to the body shop
Ayy, lil' bitch lil' body hot
She always OT
Niggas talkin' crazy 'cause they can't live like me
Nigga, this an eight, I ain't never poured a three
You ain't never seen me out in public with no heat
Nigga, you know how I'm rockin'
Flint Town, nigga, I'll jump out and get it poppin'
Nigga, I don't give a fuck we at the doctor
Y'all niggas is imposters
Nigga, I got another on my roster
Let me hear that shit
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
I was ridin' 'round with a handgun that'll drop a plane
Me and you could wear the same shit, but we not the same
Had my whole right shoulder sore when I shot the K
I just drunk a pint of lean, I got a Wock' to say
Bitch, when we fuck, you gon' leave, why you tryna stay
Ninety thousand in, that's just one watch and chain
Shit talker, I could drop a mixtape and make you stop today
If you a rap nigga
Every time you see me out, I got a strap with me
I'ma keep pressin' that on you, 'cause I ain't that nigga
Nigga try to take somethin', he gettin' whacked, nigga
Nigga think it's fake, we sippin'-
Nigga think we sippin' fakе drank, you smokin' crack, nigga
And if your mans agree, he smokin' crack with you
Man, I disagree
Four hoes on me now еatin'-
Four hoes on me now- alright
Four hoes on me now, I'm finna trick or treat
Nigga, I ain't have no gifts under the Christmas tree
For the first Christmas, asked- alright
When I was twelve, asked my mama can I get a heat
She said, "Yeah, but you gotta take it down the street"
I'll jump out on feet, I ain't gotta- nigga
Fuck a drive-by, I'll jump out on feet, nigga
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Bitch, if you let me fuck and I nut in you, you stuck with me
Bitch, hey, I got a buck with me
Hundred K cash, plus I got a hundred
Hundred buckshots in the shotgun, I'll touch somethin'
Y'all niggas ain't shit, we them one ones
We them one fuckers, yeah
And your bitch is a dick sucker, nigga, ayy
Bitch, I got big boogers in my watch
Yeah, I got six bullets in the Glock
But I'ma make 'em count, everybody gettin' hit up top
Yeah, nigga, I'm off a six of Wock'
Finna pour another six up, bro, go get a pop
And I got the- the blick up, I ain't gettin' robbed
Ayy, I think I'm gettin' watched
So I'm fresh as hell, Bape'd down even to my socks, nigga
I got bored and went and bought a watch, nigga
I went broke and went and bought a Glock
The Glock stopped workin' on me, I went and bought a chop
Stole the nigga car and took it to the body shop
Ayy, lil' bitch lil' body hot
She always OT
Niggas talkin' crazy 'cause they can't live like me
Nigga, this an eight, I ain't never poured a three
You ain't never seen me out in public with no heat
Nigga, you know how I'm rockin'
Flint Town, nigga, I'll jump out and get it poppin'
Nigga, I don't give a fuck we at the doctor
Y'all niggas is imposters
Nigga, I got another on my roster
Let me hear that shit
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Writer(s): Damario Horne-mccullough
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