WAWA

I ain't with the small talk
Let's skip to business
Before I get in your feelings
Tellem Aquafella out they ballpark
Need at least ten million
My puppies need plush linen
Bitch I'm like the CEO
A&r
Creative Director
They won't be late for class
If I'm the professor
I need a castle with my name on the gate
To be safe
Bet when I shoot I won't miss
I ain't got no time for no case
It take for you to fuck up
Thirteen hundred times to be great
But you fake

And all my niggas smoke zaza
All my bitches got wap wap
All my niggas get guap guap
All my niggas let it fly

She let me beat the box
She ate the pickled pepper
I ain't show no effort
Cant rent a dorm room on college campus with two kids
You're not a stepper
I'll have my young shark's
Pullup with the shotty and let bloodshed
That's if I'm upset

I might buss a band in my section
Your bitch think I'm the man
Ima legend
I don't think they understand
We professional
Even when I'm her pants
Got my weapon on

And all my niggas smoke zaza
All my bitches got wap wap
All my niggas get guap guap

Go get your chopper
I'll get mines too
Niggas say they crip
Niggas say they Piru
With no big homie
Treating bandanas just like a trophy
Fly to St Thomas
I go there just to keep lowkey
Cause I ain't gotta worry bout a mother fucker approaching me
Take a trip to D.R.
For I put u in the ER
To this rap shit, I am ceasar
Shit is off-balance like me and you on a Seasaw
Cause I can take a week off
Kicked back with my feet on the table
I still see all
Competition
Charlie can be the leadoff hitter
Or the clean up however u wanna get it
Nigga it's your choice
Ima turn the Volvo to a rolls Royce
Hope I hit the lotto so I can go employ
The homies send that invoice
Numbers low that shit void
Niggas talk shit get hit for having lip boy
I'm litt boy
Shout-out to My brothers
We do this shit off the strength boy

And all my niggas smoke zaza
All my bitches got wap wap
All my niggas get guap guap



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Writer(s): Garey Davis
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