Intro
Boom... Boom!
What's up 30
Backwoods
& 2 cups full of wocky
Plus I got my glockie
I can't trust nobody
I can't trust nobody
Riding round pistol shotty
If he get out his body
It's gone be a body
Watch I come up
& Go cop a Maserati
In the mall
I'm poppin' perkys out my body
Me and lil bro we too turnt
With two lil thotties
And she see I got that ooo
She tryna top me
I got Ben Frank fresh out the safe
Just bought a Q of dank
It's just to face
I'm with yo bae
She here to make a play
But it aint shit
Bitch we aint stressin'
Do this everyday
And if a nigga think he next
Then we gon' move 'em out the way
We gon' up poles
Up rolls bitch we just up a lot
Nigga think I'm lackin'
He 'ont know that I'ma up the glock
Uh uh bow bow bow
Then watch his body drop
Glockie sing a lullaby
Hit this bitch sound like la la la
And she like when I come past
She tryna fuck me off my fragrance
If her nigga ask
Lil baby know that I ain't saying shit
I seen my future from my past
On some 'That's So Raven' shit
We see the jakes and do the dash
No we not gone stay for shit
Backwoods
& 2 cups full of wocky
Plus I got my glockie
I can't trust nobody
I can't trust nobody
Riding round pistol shotty
If he get out his body
It's gone be a body
Watch I come up
& Go cop a Maserati
In the mall
I'm poppin' perkys out my body
Me and lil bro we too turnt
With two lil thotties
And she see I got that ooo
She tryna top me
What's up 30
Backwoods
& 2 cups full of wocky
Plus I got my glockie
I can't trust nobody
I can't trust nobody
Riding round pistol shotty
If he get out his body
It's gone be a body
Watch I come up
& Go cop a Maserati
In the mall
I'm poppin' perkys out my body
Me and lil bro we too turnt
With two lil thotties
And she see I got that ooo
She tryna top me
I got Ben Frank fresh out the safe
Just bought a Q of dank
It's just to face
I'm with yo bae
She here to make a play
But it aint shit
Bitch we aint stressin'
Do this everyday
And if a nigga think he next
Then we gon' move 'em out the way
We gon' up poles
Up rolls bitch we just up a lot
Nigga think I'm lackin'
He 'ont know that I'ma up the glock
Uh uh bow bow bow
Then watch his body drop
Glockie sing a lullaby
Hit this bitch sound like la la la
And she like when I come past
She tryna fuck me off my fragrance
If her nigga ask
Lil baby know that I ain't saying shit
I seen my future from my past
On some 'That's So Raven' shit
We see the jakes and do the dash
No we not gone stay for shit
Backwoods
& 2 cups full of wocky
Plus I got my glockie
I can't trust nobody
I can't trust nobody
Riding round pistol shotty
If he get out his body
It's gone be a body
Watch I come up
& Go cop a Maserati
In the mall
I'm poppin' perkys out my body
Me and lil bro we too turnt
With two lil thotties
And she see I got that ooo
She tryna top me
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Miles
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