Wockand9s.
Yeah, i been sippin my wock and my lean bitch and my sprite
Boy you better go run yeah yeah you better go hide
This glock nine and this 45 gonna get to ya spine
I been running with my boys
You know that we catching these wives
Im fucking a basic white bitch in my crib yeah you know that i get it
We cooking shit up in my building bitch but all you boys be asleep
My Glock just be shooting by its self bitch yeah its not even me
I promise ill get that boy killed and hidden
Yeah by the end of the week
Four deep in the coupe with macs and the
Glocks and the pistols and all that shit
But on the real i wanna go home and just fuck on my bitch
And maybe even get a little cup and pour me up some tris
I love my bitch like i love my wock bitch i wont say it again
I love my bitch like i love my wock i wont say it again
We fucked up and geeked up in the coupe yes once again
What that boy tryna do he tryna shoot me in the chest again
You missed already bitch so why dont you just try again
Yeah, i been sippin my wock and my lean bitch and my sprite
Boy you better go run yeah yeah you better go hide
This glock nine and this 45 gonna get to ya spine
I been running with my boys you know that we catching these wives
Boy you better go run yeah yeah you better go hide
This glock nine and this 45 gonna get to ya spine
I been running with my boys
You know that we catching these wives
Im fucking a basic white bitch in my crib yeah you know that i get it
We cooking shit up in my building bitch but all you boys be asleep
My Glock just be shooting by its self bitch yeah its not even me
I promise ill get that boy killed and hidden
Yeah by the end of the week
Four deep in the coupe with macs and the
Glocks and the pistols and all that shit
But on the real i wanna go home and just fuck on my bitch
And maybe even get a little cup and pour me up some tris
I love my bitch like i love my wock bitch i wont say it again
I love my bitch like i love my wock i wont say it again
We fucked up and geeked up in the coupe yes once again
What that boy tryna do he tryna shoot me in the chest again
You missed already bitch so why dont you just try again
Yeah, i been sippin my wock and my lean bitch and my sprite
Boy you better go run yeah yeah you better go hide
This glock nine and this 45 gonna get to ya spine
I been running with my boys you know that we catching these wives
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Writer(s): Jack Abila
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