Woosh and Push (feat. Suspect (AGB))
Ayo, ayy, bro
Ayy, go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push
Let's go
AGB, Ski, Glee
(Glee)
Long rides and quick executions (get him)
Hard lines and drug distribution
Prosecution got left in confusion
Two hung juries, man kept it movin'
Stepped outside and stepped, I'm a nuisance (gang)
The way shit got was so gruesome (gang)
The way shit got was so gruesome
.44 that I'm tootin', opp block rootin'
You was tryna wheel up a cute ting
I was opp block tryna wheel up a bootin'
Drill like the KGB, but I'm AGB, I'm Camden's Vladimir Putin
I see man leave their friend
Now he's stressed 'cah he thought that I weren't gonna choose him
True, say I'm on a blue ting, get put in my blue slim
Done it with S, I twos him
Wavy had man neck back doin' up squirt
I left head back just oozin' (yeah)
We had two poles like Ski on a loose ting
12s or 40s, fuck a deuce-deuce ting
Lifelong scars, no little contusion
And then go there, tryna bruise him (nah)
You know the intent, put him in a tent
Let the doctors find, and lose him (gang)
Go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Fill up the dings with AG crooks
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He got wooshed, and he got jook
He turned runtz and he turned kush
Ayy, bro, slow down, there's a opp there, look
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Get fried like KFC, Ski, no, we don't play with beef (let's go)
Hoppin' off bikes, brrt, bye
You can have faith in me
I-Intent ones or attempted ones, we don't know 'bout A and Es (no)
Got shot, he ain't even step
How you still play for your team? (Let's go)
Run man down and spleege (let's go, let's go)
Swingin' it 'round like Suspect, tour with the pole, get 2Smokeyy (muh)
Broski done it broad day, put his hand on the waist, now the yute's on leak
Spanish one callin' me Papi, mmm, bad B, I'ma hit and leave (leng, leng)
Stick and move like Kodak (Kodak)
Every day I feel like Risky (Risky)
Them man aren't bruckin' and they know that (brass)
Don't speak if you ain't seen 50 (50)
The yute's gassed 'cah he saw his first 100 (100)
Bring it out in anyone's function (muh)
Bring it out if anyone stuntin' (anyone)
Bring it back, pull it back and bun them (muh, muh, muh, muh)
Go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Fill up the dings with AG crooks
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He got wooshed and he got jook
He turned runtz and he turned kush
Ayy, bro, slow down, there's a opp there, look
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He don't war with the average mop (no)
Shoulda seen how we whacked it off (let's go)
Let it beat like his baby mother, brudda, still tryna send him off (ha)
She wanna fuck 'cah my diamond's buss (no)
I ain't been robbed, are you mad? That's nuts (never)
Out here bait if they pree my face
Ayy, big man, don't call my bluff (don't do it)
SKs and G-locks we buss (muh)
Two-doors and four-doors, we buss (muh)
Got shaved up twice, one more time we gon' send him up (send him up)
How much racks I've spent on guitars?
Some of the skis prefer them drums (ski)
Pick a side or you might get bined
Beef in the middle, you might get bun
Go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Fill up the dings with AG crooks
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He got wooshed and he got jook
He turned runtz and he turned kush
Ayy, bro, slow down, there's a opp there, look
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Ayy, go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push
Let's go
AGB, Ski, Glee
(Glee)
Long rides and quick executions (get him)
Hard lines and drug distribution
Prosecution got left in confusion
Two hung juries, man kept it movin'
Stepped outside and stepped, I'm a nuisance (gang)
The way shit got was so gruesome (gang)
The way shit got was so gruesome
.44 that I'm tootin', opp block rootin'
You was tryna wheel up a cute ting
I was opp block tryna wheel up a bootin'
Drill like the KGB, but I'm AGB, I'm Camden's Vladimir Putin
I see man leave their friend
Now he's stressed 'cah he thought that I weren't gonna choose him
True, say I'm on a blue ting, get put in my blue slim
Done it with S, I twos him
Wavy had man neck back doin' up squirt
I left head back just oozin' (yeah)
We had two poles like Ski on a loose ting
12s or 40s, fuck a deuce-deuce ting
Lifelong scars, no little contusion
And then go there, tryna bruise him (nah)
You know the intent, put him in a tent
Let the doctors find, and lose him (gang)
Go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Fill up the dings with AG crooks
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He got wooshed, and he got jook
He turned runtz and he turned kush
Ayy, bro, slow down, there's a opp there, look
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Get fried like KFC, Ski, no, we don't play with beef (let's go)
Hoppin' off bikes, brrt, bye
You can have faith in me
I-Intent ones or attempted ones, we don't know 'bout A and Es (no)
Got shot, he ain't even step
How you still play for your team? (Let's go)
Run man down and spleege (let's go, let's go)
Swingin' it 'round like Suspect, tour with the pole, get 2Smokeyy (muh)
Broski done it broad day, put his hand on the waist, now the yute's on leak
Spanish one callin' me Papi, mmm, bad B, I'ma hit and leave (leng, leng)
Stick and move like Kodak (Kodak)
Every day I feel like Risky (Risky)
Them man aren't bruckin' and they know that (brass)
Don't speak if you ain't seen 50 (50)
The yute's gassed 'cah he saw his first 100 (100)
Bring it out in anyone's function (muh)
Bring it out if anyone stuntin' (anyone)
Bring it back, pull it back and bun them (muh, muh, muh, muh)
Go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Fill up the dings with AG crooks
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He got wooshed and he got jook
He turned runtz and he turned kush
Ayy, bro, slow down, there's a opp there, look
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He don't war with the average mop (no)
Shoulda seen how we whacked it off (let's go)
Let it beat like his baby mother, brudda, still tryna send him off (ha)
She wanna fuck 'cah my diamond's buss (no)
I ain't been robbed, are you mad? That's nuts (never)
Out here bait if they pree my face
Ayy, big man, don't call my bluff (don't do it)
SKs and G-locks we buss (muh)
Two-doors and four-doors, we buss (muh)
Got shaved up twice, one more time we gon' send him up (send him up)
How much racks I've spent on guitars?
Some of the skis prefer them drums (ski)
Pick a side or you might get bined
Beef in the middle, you might get bun
Go get the bells we left in the bush
Woosh and push, woosh and push
Fill up the dings with AG crooks
Woosh and push, woosh and push
He got wooshed and he got jook
He turned runtz and he turned kush
Ayy, bro, slow down, there's a opp there, look
Woosh and push, woosh and push
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Writer(s): Jyrelle Justin O'connor, Moses Prince Adu, Bilal Abdilleh
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