Woe Life Shit
I Woke up this morning next to a new bitch
New stick, step out bitch im rocking new kicks
He talking shit? wodie spot his lil whip and make it flip
We gone trip if you reallly want pressure nigga dont slip
All that talking oucha' lips gone make a nigga flip the clip
Spin back wet his nugget bitch I call that double dip
Good grip, aint no pager got this bitch here on my hip
You would think he made of paper how these make a nigga rip
Bitch im from Jacksonville Florida 904 we kick yo' door
Before we spin't I already had done dropped the window
And you know we keep them sticks I ain't talking Nintendo
Since he wanna lay low we getting at his kin folks
Niggas broke, they got it backwards bitch it's bread over beef
A nigga die, it's gone be some blood shed over me
Smacka spot em' he gone put some red on a white tee
I'm from where we bust your head just to take your Nikes
(We on some Woe life shit huh)
Wody
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
We on some Woe life shit huh
Woe life shit
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit, talking crazy getcha' gone
He ain't wanna' use his head so imma' confiscate his dome
He a bitch, I'll pistol whip his ass and confiscate his phone
I ain't backing down from shit I'm ten toes when I'm alone
I really just want some money, I'm fuckin round' wit' that trappin'
40 be on my lap while I'm dodging crackas' in traffic
Yea we be some directors we shooting clips when its action
22 kill em' slow have em' leaning like Michael Jackson
Nigga say that it's pressure I'm droppin' shit while I'm sober
Yeah my niggas be fly but we getting down like some vultures
40 was in my pocket unc' told me to get a holster
You play I'll put yo' ass on a poster like a promoter
Yeah I keep two masks and one of em' ain't for corona
Yeah I got my glock in my pants lil' bitch this ain't no boner
Rest up big Woe and lil Telly man them niggas was some soldiers
I ain't talking Rod Wave how my niggas tomb stone ya'
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
We on some Woe life shit huh
Woe life shit
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
New stick, step out bitch im rocking new kicks
He talking shit? wodie spot his lil whip and make it flip
We gone trip if you reallly want pressure nigga dont slip
All that talking oucha' lips gone make a nigga flip the clip
Spin back wet his nugget bitch I call that double dip
Good grip, aint no pager got this bitch here on my hip
You would think he made of paper how these make a nigga rip
Bitch im from Jacksonville Florida 904 we kick yo' door
Before we spin't I already had done dropped the window
And you know we keep them sticks I ain't talking Nintendo
Since he wanna lay low we getting at his kin folks
Niggas broke, they got it backwards bitch it's bread over beef
A nigga die, it's gone be some blood shed over me
Smacka spot em' he gone put some red on a white tee
I'm from where we bust your head just to take your Nikes
(We on some Woe life shit huh)
Wody
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
We on some Woe life shit huh
Woe life shit
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit, talking crazy getcha' gone
He ain't wanna' use his head so imma' confiscate his dome
He a bitch, I'll pistol whip his ass and confiscate his phone
I ain't backing down from shit I'm ten toes when I'm alone
I really just want some money, I'm fuckin round' wit' that trappin'
40 be on my lap while I'm dodging crackas' in traffic
Yea we be some directors we shooting clips when its action
22 kill em' slow have em' leaning like Michael Jackson
Nigga say that it's pressure I'm droppin' shit while I'm sober
Yeah my niggas be fly but we getting down like some vultures
40 was in my pocket unc' told me to get a holster
You play I'll put yo' ass on a poster like a promoter
Yeah I keep two masks and one of em' ain't for corona
Yeah I got my glock in my pants lil' bitch this ain't no boner
Rest up big Woe and lil Telly man them niggas was some soldiers
I ain't talking Rod Wave how my niggas tomb stone ya'
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
We on some Woe life shit huh
Woe life shit
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
We on some Woe life shit aye
We on some Woe life shit huh
Wody
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