Watts
Woke up this morning I'm thinkin bout paper
Wanting it now ain't no happy belated
Chill in the cut now I live in the gated
Still tell my homie to aim where ya face is
Bussin it down yea I smoke by the pound
I roll it I face it ain't passing it round
King of the ville why the name got a crown
And watts be the street so I'm holdin it down
Young Nigga wit it im sippin I'm pacing I got me a cup and I double that's crazy
Came from the ville if you will I moved to the O some Niggas they acting shady
Hop in the whip and I'm spinnin don't now one of y'all niggas wanna race me
I'm at the finish line you lookin way behind lookin like twelve when they chase me
Move i spin it
Money i get it Repetition
Counting up the benjis
DEV bust in it
I get it lit like a candle stick
No they can't handle it
Finna abandon it
Wake up the neighbors have all of em panicking
Woke up this morning I'm thinkin bout paper
Wanting it now ain't no happy belated
Chill in the cut now I live in the gated
Still tell my homie to aim where ya face is
Bussin it down yea I smoke by the pound
I roll it I face it ain't passing it round
King of the ville why the name got a crown
And watts be the street so I'm holdin it down
Wanting it now ain't no happy belated
Chill in the cut now I live in the gated
Still tell my homie to aim where ya face is
Bussin it down yea I smoke by the pound
I roll it I face it ain't passing it round
King of the ville why the name got a crown
And watts be the street so I'm holdin it down
Young Nigga wit it im sippin I'm pacing I got me a cup and I double that's crazy
Came from the ville if you will I moved to the O some Niggas they acting shady
Hop in the whip and I'm spinnin don't now one of y'all niggas wanna race me
I'm at the finish line you lookin way behind lookin like twelve when they chase me
Move i spin it
Money i get it Repetition
Counting up the benjis
DEV bust in it
I get it lit like a candle stick
No they can't handle it
Finna abandon it
Wake up the neighbors have all of em panicking
Woke up this morning I'm thinkin bout paper
Wanting it now ain't no happy belated
Chill in the cut now I live in the gated
Still tell my homie to aim where ya face is
Bussin it down yea I smoke by the pound
I roll it I face it ain't passing it round
King of the ville why the name got a crown
And watts be the street so I'm holdin it down
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Writer(s): Devonte Perry
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