Like Whats the Word
(Yeah, Trapboy Manny)
(Yeah, Uh Yeah Yeah Yeah
I Love 808!)
(Trapboy Manny) It's ah blessing (blessin!)
Gotta get it crazy niggas keep on playin' (playin)
Uh, I don't do no playin, niggas so lame
We don't want that shit, that shit is too strange
In the damn paint and I'm wit my damn gang (my gang!)
If you play wit us trust me we gon set them things
Let them things blow
Motherfucka let it go Yeah, like a go pro nigga this is not a joke
This is not a joke! It's shmurda that she wrote
She a treesh you can tell she twerking on the floor (on the flo')
And it was what was I just gotta get it off the dome
And she was what it was, she just can't get in control (in control!)
Yeah I'm control but fuck it I'm in beast mode
Yeah Am I lost like where the fuck I really go
Yeah, I'm too high ah, high up in da fuckin' sky yeah
We gon ride yeah! All my niggas bout tah ride yeah!
Catch ah vibe yeah See me nigga I'm outside yeah
We ain't playin' look nigga we ain't playin games naw!
Niggas sayin' uh, they ain't sayin shit nah!
That is strange uh, get the fuck up out the whip man
Doin my thing, grindin' doing my thing uh (doing my thing!)
That's ah fact, that's ah big fact uh
Niggas chat uh, swear they all wack uh
But when I'm back to my shit I'm too lit with it
Everybody know the word when they see me
When I kicked that bitch off the mothafuckin' curb
I was walking told her kick rocks, nigga through the dirt
And I'm only gon do my own thing, nigga that's for sure!
Like whats the word! (whats the word)
Whats the word! Yeah! (what's the word)
Whats the word like what! (whats the word)
Whats the word yeah! (aye!)
Whats the word! yeah (whats the word)
Whats the whats the word yeah (whats the word!)
Whats the word? (whats the word?)
Nigga what's the word?
Yeahh whats the word yeah kick ya off the curb! (off the curb!)
Ain't nobody need ah hoe she was treesh in' for a ah
She was askin' for attention like nigga who you mentioned (like what)
I don't even know bro, get the fuck away from me
I'll just get my I don't know How I get that photo
Change it like a logo
Same pic I don't know
Whalin' onna treesh tho she gon suck me up to Idaho!
Nigga talkin all that shit but it was murda that he wrote! (Aye!)
(Hold on, Uh Ok Um! I'm off this shit)
(Yeah, Uh Yeah Yeah Yeah
I Love 808!)
(Trapboy Manny) It's ah blessing (blessin!)
Gotta get it crazy niggas keep on playin' (playin)
Uh, I don't do no playin, niggas so lame
We don't want that shit, that shit is too strange
In the damn paint and I'm wit my damn gang (my gang!)
If you play wit us trust me we gon set them things
Let them things blow
Motherfucka let it go Yeah, like a go pro nigga this is not a joke
This is not a joke! It's shmurda that she wrote
She a treesh you can tell she twerking on the floor (on the flo')
And it was what was I just gotta get it off the dome
And she was what it was, she just can't get in control (in control!)
Yeah I'm control but fuck it I'm in beast mode
Yeah Am I lost like where the fuck I really go
Yeah, I'm too high ah, high up in da fuckin' sky yeah
We gon ride yeah! All my niggas bout tah ride yeah!
Catch ah vibe yeah See me nigga I'm outside yeah
We ain't playin' look nigga we ain't playin games naw!
Niggas sayin' uh, they ain't sayin shit nah!
That is strange uh, get the fuck up out the whip man
Doin my thing, grindin' doing my thing uh (doing my thing!)
That's ah fact, that's ah big fact uh
Niggas chat uh, swear they all wack uh
But when I'm back to my shit I'm too lit with it
Everybody know the word when they see me
When I kicked that bitch off the mothafuckin' curb
I was walking told her kick rocks, nigga through the dirt
And I'm only gon do my own thing, nigga that's for sure!
Like whats the word! (whats the word)
Whats the word! Yeah! (what's the word)
Whats the word like what! (whats the word)
Whats the word yeah! (aye!)
Whats the word! yeah (whats the word)
Whats the whats the word yeah (whats the word!)
Whats the word? (whats the word?)
Nigga what's the word?
Yeahh whats the word yeah kick ya off the curb! (off the curb!)
Ain't nobody need ah hoe she was treesh in' for a ah
She was askin' for attention like nigga who you mentioned (like what)
I don't even know bro, get the fuck away from me
I'll just get my I don't know How I get that photo
Change it like a logo
Same pic I don't know
Whalin' onna treesh tho she gon suck me up to Idaho!
Nigga talkin all that shit but it was murda that he wrote! (Aye!)
(Hold on, Uh Ok Um! I'm off this shit)
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