Wok Rock

Woah
Wokstar switched his flow
Sipping on this wok hard this shit got me moving slow
Glocky yeah I tote and this bitch it's about to blow RC XD
No I can't fuck with bitches who be broke
Purple moncler thats all over on my coat
Fuck with this bitch I can not no more
Drip so big my fits like the shore
I just want them bands in my face
Choppa on me leave a nigga erased
I just need that hoe

Sike I can't fuck with her no more
I just need them bands I want more
40 a glock it shoot your head top off
I just need that Bentley drop top
Calling up my phone
Talking all that shit leave a message at the tone
Pressing all her buttons cause I swear that she a clone
On my vlone know that this shit true
Cause i can't fuck with you

Woah I like that

Bands I just need them benji frankalins
And I got these Cartier glasses that's on my lens
Putting on this Prada now you know she Proud of me
Pussy bald and pink I should call her mrs.clean
W-O-K star sipping on some wok hard
And he grip the AR
Rock out like a guitar
Now
Right now
I just need the crowd to go wild

D in her face like Dior
I still can't fuck with her no more
I just need them bands to get dropped off
Climb to the top you get knocked off

Calling up my phone
Talking all that shit leave a message at the tone
Pressing all her buttons cause I swear that she a clone
On my vlone know that this shit true
Cuz i can't fuck with you

No I can't fuck with you
No I can't fuck with you

D in her face like Dior
I still can't fuck with her no more
I just need them bands to get dropped off
Climb to the top you get knocked off
Calling up my phone
Talking all that shit leave a message at the tone
Pressing all her buttons cause I swear that she a clone
On my vlone know that this shit true
Cause i can't fuck with you



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Writer(s): Jermija Gonzales
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