RWAW
Look
This some real tenth ward shit Right here
That's the vibe I'm feeling
Right
It's Gotti
Look look
You can blame it on the trapping
This aint all from music
You cant blame it on the rapping
I got in my bag
Ran a muck
Now I'm the captain
We was in the trenches
Posted up like we was camping
Now we up
We be in mansions
We walk through the club
Bitches see us
They be gasping
If you get a fraction off of my funds
Then you tapped in
I feel like a wolf of wall street
The way im Taxing
Six figure deals
We just shot another movie
Groupie bitches on my hills
Niggas goofies on that opp shit
You be looking for me
I'm day trading buying options
Put a price up on you
Shooters bidding like an auction
You can never be to cautious
You'll be getting wacked and
I'll be sitting in my office
Drippin in my COSS fit
Wrist and kneck is frostbit
All we do is RWAW shit
All we talk is boss shit
Roll with a winner
You a do Better
I told her if she knew better
She Do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who Better
We made it out the trap
We was too clever
Roll with a winner
You a do better
I told her if she knew better
She do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who better
We made it out the trap
We were too clever
A lot of bosses in your presence Bitch
So what's happening
Some good fellas
Who then did a lot of shit
That you imagined
They say you then loss him on yo Phone
Cuz you be taxing
I saw you in the tank full of hate
Should of recorded your reaction
The right price a bring the right Satisfaction
A mermaid on the blade looking To flip a sebastian
Say that then
Clocking dollars in these linciagas
Have you ever had cho cha
From a bad Mexicano
All these corners I bent
All this time I spent
In these streets when you sleep
I be sliding with tent
These hoes always trying to call When its time for rent
But topsy turvy on these birdies Hit my line get spent
See we made it out the trap
Long flights take a nap
You be hating with the bitch
But her face in my lap
Tapped in with the best
Young nigga stay fresh
More stripes then a ref
Fuck you mean bitch
I'm blessed
Roll with a winner
You a do Better
I told her if she knew better
She Do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who Better
We made it out the trap
We was too clever
Roll with a winner
You a do better
I told her if she knew better
She do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who better
We made it out the trap
We was too clever
This some real tenth ward shit Right here
That's the vibe I'm feeling
Right
It's Gotti
Look look
You can blame it on the trapping
This aint all from music
You cant blame it on the rapping
I got in my bag
Ran a muck
Now I'm the captain
We was in the trenches
Posted up like we was camping
Now we up
We be in mansions
We walk through the club
Bitches see us
They be gasping
If you get a fraction off of my funds
Then you tapped in
I feel like a wolf of wall street
The way im Taxing
Six figure deals
We just shot another movie
Groupie bitches on my hills
Niggas goofies on that opp shit
You be looking for me
I'm day trading buying options
Put a price up on you
Shooters bidding like an auction
You can never be to cautious
You'll be getting wacked and
I'll be sitting in my office
Drippin in my COSS fit
Wrist and kneck is frostbit
All we do is RWAW shit
All we talk is boss shit
Roll with a winner
You a do Better
I told her if she knew better
She Do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who Better
We made it out the trap
We was too clever
Roll with a winner
You a do better
I told her if she knew better
She do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who better
We made it out the trap
We were too clever
A lot of bosses in your presence Bitch
So what's happening
Some good fellas
Who then did a lot of shit
That you imagined
They say you then loss him on yo Phone
Cuz you be taxing
I saw you in the tank full of hate
Should of recorded your reaction
The right price a bring the right Satisfaction
A mermaid on the blade looking To flip a sebastian
Say that then
Clocking dollars in these linciagas
Have you ever had cho cha
From a bad Mexicano
All these corners I bent
All this time I spent
In these streets when you sleep
I be sliding with tent
These hoes always trying to call When its time for rent
But topsy turvy on these birdies Hit my line get spent
See we made it out the trap
Long flights take a nap
You be hating with the bitch
But her face in my lap
Tapped in with the best
Young nigga stay fresh
More stripes then a ref
Fuck you mean bitch
I'm blessed
Roll with a winner
You a do Better
I told her if she knew better
She Do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who Better
We made it out the trap
We was too clever
Roll with a winner
You a do better
I told her if she knew better
She do better
We trying to get a M
Tell me who better
We made it out the trap
We was too clever
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Writer(s): Deron Rattliff
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