Woah

Woah
Woah
Woah
Yea, I cannot fuck with these niggas no they be Cappin
Can't do the shit that I'm rappin
Woah, slide out wit a chop now
Knowing I'll blow they block down
Hatin cuz a nigga hot now
Drip down in the latest shit
I know Girl can't relate to this
Got ice down to my crew
Yeah that's what we like to do
I got beams Lil nigga they aiming at
You not stepping lil nigga just do what you do
Never fucked with these niggas, cant fuck with my crew
Try to copy me boy he can't do what I do
Yea, woah
I can't compete with these Niggas
I can't be seen with these niggas
They fake niggas
I be pulling triggers(yea, yea)
Foreign cars we be driving far
Yea, moving fast
Twelve be on my ass
Like to drink nigga
Gas be strong nigga
She like to set niggas up, no she like to bait Niggas
I like to chop niggas up no I like to kill niggas
I come with that drill nigga
Cant feel what I feel nigga
Yea, all in the zone I be alone I be lost in my thoughts yea
She a thot nigga
Like to suck dick
She can suck dick but can't touch this
Like Kwan nigga why you sneak diss?
Cant sneak diss I like to aim shit
She know this and she live for this
I'm just a nigga that'll mention it
Woah, yea yea I just be vibin'
Woah, yea yea niggas be hiding
Woah, yea yea I cannot buy
Woah, yea I Cannot buy no bitch no
Woah, woah
She ride on my dick cuz she know that I'm paid, yea
She got a man but not worried bout him no
He run up and get hit though
Don't die bout no hoe bro
Don't die bout no hoe bro don't die
My heart is cold bro
Get hit with a pole bro
She slide on that bro
She get the money and I can't complain no
I be dazed out
Stacking money yea I made it out
Making cheese yea I get those
But it always come with a rat bro
Huh, yea Ouu
Yea, Ouu
Yea, niggas be talkin like Ouu
Woah, yea staking money till I die
Woah, getting high yea I fly
Sippin lean yea die now
I, I rather just die now
Running outta fucking time now
The dark pit that I climb out



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Writer(s): Jakwan Dickerson
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