Wok in my Mac

Yeahhhh
Bitch
Okay
Way she suck my dick
I think she might be sick
Ohh that's sick

Styrofoam filled up with wok
This ain't a fountain pop
Money falling out my pockets
Bitch I be counting drop
She suck my dick so much
I lost count of top
Strong body bitch
Tried to put me on the countertop
Big Rich
I swear to god
Don't let the money counter stop
Big pick
I'm just out here stealing running down the clock
I keep Sig Sauer
Why you toting big glocks
Hmmm
Bitch
Yeahhh

I'm smoking straight Z's
White Boks on
now my feet look like straight keys
Who the fuck that
That ain't Jordan on those fake threes
Sniff and it made me sneeze
Dusty ass bitch
Swear to god you got ashy knees
Put some chapstick on those mufuckas
Ashley please
I got the get cash disease
Walk up in that bitch
I prolly spend three racks in Neims
Pop three percs
I'm in a Chik-Fil-A half asleep
Fuck around and put some wok in my MacNCheese

Yeaahhhhhh
On my momma
Actually
I don't wanna speak on it
Fit wet as fuck
Got a leak on it
Pack so stink
Got a wreak on it
Bitch gimme brain
She a geek on it

Turn the ground to his bed
Make him sleep on it
3.5 of straight Za
With a sweet on it
Took 2K and put my mufucking feet on it
Ahhhh
Yeahhh
Yeahhh

Big Al's Gushers in the Cali
Uh
Yeahh
Big Al's Gushers in the Cali Tech
White bitch on my dick
Yeah I'm getting Sally neck
Nike Sweat
Uhhh
I mean Palm Angels outfit
Head to toe
I look like a angel really fly bitch
Took it to the head
I'm off this cherry pie zip
Damn, let my mind slip
Forgot my fucking watch
What the time is
Make money O'clock get this crack in
Yeah, Rip N Dip overalls
With a strap in it
Yeah, bitch strap in
Bouta hit the gas and go the fastest

Fattest stack you ever seen
In my Miri Jeans
Bitch I'm so strapped
And that's clearly seen
Big ring big chain
Bitch you can hear me gleam
Imma shoot
Bro don't get near me please

Or you gon end up with a death certificate
New shoes smell
Bitch I'm fresh Kickin it
Bro don't play games
But he really tech gripping it
Throw like a fuck
Huh yeah
Robert Griffin shit
Pour like a fuck
Huh yeah
Catch me sipping shit

Yeah yo-
You sipping Bug Juice
Homie pumped up
He'll let a slug loose
If he try and sell me dirt
Yeah it's gon be plug abuse
Yeah you couldn't even get a half
I'll plug a deuce
I'll shoot him in his chest
Get his fucking lungs reduced
Talking bout you broke
Bitch that's a dumb excuse

Yeahhh
I just wake up and I'm in a bag
I just woke up off a 8 of wok
I hit it last week
I run this shit
Yeah, I'm a fucking athlete?
It's a Wednesday
I'm at the sit down
Eating crab meat

Yeahhh
Broke boy
Yeahhh
You Broke fucker
Bitch bitch
Yeah
I blow Thunder

Bitch
okay
Yeah
Ricky
Bitch