PSD
Pop one, smoke some, drink (yeah)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (woo)
You living this life with me, shawty, tell me what you think
Five hundred thousand chains swanging, ain't no Cuban link
Focus up don't blink, time to spread my wings
Calculate the timing, do this easily
You wanna see me fall, when I'm up you want my all
Like a dog I hit it raw, sit back and do my thing
Three-three-three, five hundred on a coat
35 thou' on a tote
Three-three-35 mill' on a boat
Ascending so fast you would think it's a joke
Moving so fast, whip the Rarri hit the gas, yeah
Shawty got her ass up, she don't wanna bounce
But she bounce like a dancer
Too quick in a tank like a panzer
Turn up the flames, make it go faster
Turn up La Flame, all round the globe
New private plane for every show
Controlling the rain, water to snow
Going insane, brain moving slow (it's lit)
Mask on, you can't see me (alright)
Take a ride through the hills
If I'm spotted by night, by the morning
You'll see me on TV
I'm the only one who can be me (La Flame)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (yeah)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (woo)
You living this life with me, shawty, tell me what you think (hol' on)
Five hundred thousand chains swanging, ain't no Cuban link (alright)
Hush, don't smash out (grrt)
If a nigga gon' blam then get low (bah)
She gon' shake it, she shake it like jello
I might pull up, bow, hello
And it's loud, 'cause we feeling Melo
Born and raised in the ghetto, ah
Lock a nigga in with Metro
I'm a dog, woof
Want a real nigga call for the woo
Double R, you see the stars on the roof
Shawty relax, we all keeping it cool
My niggas best friends with the felonies
We all keeping it real since a jit
Talkin' out hella when I'm off the Hennessy
I'm a thot woo get me lit (it's lit)
Come here, he try to run, that boy getting scared
Now we got your hoe (hol' on)
She here, she telling me come and growl in her ear
Balenciaga for all of my niggas
Who always surrounded me here with no fear
Christian Dior, Dior for all of my niggas
Who didn't run when I was in tears
Hold on, wait
Lower your tone, grab me a bone, let me bite
Step in the function with Travy, yeah, yeah, no one in sight (yeah)
Everyone fuck with the Woo, if you don't let's fight
Talking shit like I'm the Woo, that's right
Pop one, smoke some, drink (yeah)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (woo)
You living this life with me, shawty, tell me what you think
Five hundred thousand chains swanging ain't no Cuban link (alright)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (woo)
You living this life with me, shawty, tell me what you think
Five hundred thousand chains swanging, ain't no Cuban link
Focus up don't blink, time to spread my wings
Calculate the timing, do this easily
You wanna see me fall, when I'm up you want my all
Like a dog I hit it raw, sit back and do my thing
Three-three-three, five hundred on a coat
35 thou' on a tote
Three-three-35 mill' on a boat
Ascending so fast you would think it's a joke
Moving so fast, whip the Rarri hit the gas, yeah
Shawty got her ass up, she don't wanna bounce
But she bounce like a dancer
Too quick in a tank like a panzer
Turn up the flames, make it go faster
Turn up La Flame, all round the globe
New private plane for every show
Controlling the rain, water to snow
Going insane, brain moving slow (it's lit)
Mask on, you can't see me (alright)
Take a ride through the hills
If I'm spotted by night, by the morning
You'll see me on TV
I'm the only one who can be me (La Flame)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (yeah)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (woo)
You living this life with me, shawty, tell me what you think (hol' on)
Five hundred thousand chains swanging, ain't no Cuban link (alright)
Hush, don't smash out (grrt)
If a nigga gon' blam then get low (bah)
She gon' shake it, she shake it like jello
I might pull up, bow, hello
And it's loud, 'cause we feeling Melo
Born and raised in the ghetto, ah
Lock a nigga in with Metro
I'm a dog, woof
Want a real nigga call for the woo
Double R, you see the stars on the roof
Shawty relax, we all keeping it cool
My niggas best friends with the felonies
We all keeping it real since a jit
Talkin' out hella when I'm off the Hennessy
I'm a thot woo get me lit (it's lit)
Come here, he try to run, that boy getting scared
Now we got your hoe (hol' on)
She here, she telling me come and growl in her ear
Balenciaga for all of my niggas
Who always surrounded me here with no fear
Christian Dior, Dior for all of my niggas
Who didn't run when I was in tears
Hold on, wait
Lower your tone, grab me a bone, let me bite
Step in the function with Travy, yeah, yeah, no one in sight (yeah)
Everyone fuck with the Woo, if you don't let's fight
Talking shit like I'm the Woo, that's right
Pop one, smoke some, drink (yeah)
Pop one, smoke some, drink (woo)
You living this life with me, shawty, tell me what you think
Five hundred thousand chains swanging ain't no Cuban link (alright)
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Writer(s): Daleo Davinci, Lil Aj
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