Just Want Wok!
You won't get the picture cause I'm never thinking inside the box
One of my dawgs been trying to find a pint for days he just want wok
Just went gen five on these Glocks
I want my shit off the top
Don't do talking on no Instagram we push up spin his block
I drop the top on this bitch we gone let this shit rip he gone get his ass shot
One of my partners got jammed I tried to set up a visit and send him a dot
We do that boy like a roach boy that Nigga get whacked on the spot
I tried to tell my young Nigga to chill
But that nigga be riding with that fire in his crotch
We wasn't fighting but we having knots
We having sticks and we having FNs
Slum just pulled up with a new dirty Glock
We like to shoot but we know how to box
Bitch I'm a vet I keep one in the top
I really been trying to get out the streets
But it's some about this shit man I just can't stop
Bluestrip just pushed up with them percs in his socks
I ain't trying to pop that bitch unless it's a three twenty five
We tried to catch up with that nigga
But we couldn't find him so fuck it we spinning his vibe
I don't got a job so I can't get fired
He was breaking in cars so the judge gave em five
You didn't count a dub boy these niggas be lying
Don't hit me about a bitch she not mine
I'm sipping raw no cut no wine
Pocket full of change won't drop no dime
She trying to meet up at nine
I'm trying to see her at twelve
She seen the plate that I post on my story now she want to eat at Kelz
I hit up Rude he must know Kenan cause that Nigga stay with a kel
Why would I fuck with these Niggas I know they a tell
I just went up when I got out of jail
Quon on the drank now that Nigga a snail
Why would he think that my Niggas was bare
Soon as he try we gone shave that boy hair
We tote these Glocks by the pair
He said he wasn't trying to go but my nigga in route so we taking it there
We having smoke but these niggas be scared
You won't get the picture cause I'm never thinking inside the box
One of my dawgs been trying to find a pint for days he just want wok
Just went gen five on these Glocks
I want my shit off the top
Don't do talking on no Instagram we push up spin his block
I drop the top on this bitch we gone let this shit rip he gone get his ass shot
One of my partners got jammed I tried to set up a visit and send him a dot
We do that boy like a roach boy that nigga get whacked on the spot
I tried to tell my young nigga to chill
But that nigga be riding with that fire in his crotch
We wasn't fighting but we having knots
One of my dawgs been trying to find a pint for days he just want wok
Just went gen five on these Glocks
I want my shit off the top
Don't do talking on no Instagram we push up spin his block
I drop the top on this bitch we gone let this shit rip he gone get his ass shot
One of my partners got jammed I tried to set up a visit and send him a dot
We do that boy like a roach boy that Nigga get whacked on the spot
I tried to tell my young Nigga to chill
But that nigga be riding with that fire in his crotch
We wasn't fighting but we having knots
We having sticks and we having FNs
Slum just pulled up with a new dirty Glock
We like to shoot but we know how to box
Bitch I'm a vet I keep one in the top
I really been trying to get out the streets
But it's some about this shit man I just can't stop
Bluestrip just pushed up with them percs in his socks
I ain't trying to pop that bitch unless it's a three twenty five
We tried to catch up with that nigga
But we couldn't find him so fuck it we spinning his vibe
I don't got a job so I can't get fired
He was breaking in cars so the judge gave em five
You didn't count a dub boy these niggas be lying
Don't hit me about a bitch she not mine
I'm sipping raw no cut no wine
Pocket full of change won't drop no dime
She trying to meet up at nine
I'm trying to see her at twelve
She seen the plate that I post on my story now she want to eat at Kelz
I hit up Rude he must know Kenan cause that Nigga stay with a kel
Why would I fuck with these Niggas I know they a tell
I just went up when I got out of jail
Quon on the drank now that Nigga a snail
Why would he think that my Niggas was bare
Soon as he try we gone shave that boy hair
We tote these Glocks by the pair
He said he wasn't trying to go but my nigga in route so we taking it there
We having smoke but these niggas be scared
You won't get the picture cause I'm never thinking inside the box
One of my dawgs been trying to find a pint for days he just want wok
Just went gen five on these Glocks
I want my shit off the top
Don't do talking on no Instagram we push up spin his block
I drop the top on this bitch we gone let this shit rip he gone get his ass shot
One of my partners got jammed I tried to set up a visit and send him a dot
We do that boy like a roach boy that nigga get whacked on the spot
I tried to tell my young nigga to chill
But that nigga be riding with that fire in his crotch
We wasn't fighting but we having knots
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Writer(s): Jordan Williams
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