Wee Wee Wrld (skit)/Forgot it
Aye, you niggas thought I was playing
Niggas thought I was jo... Hold on
Yo
Aye
What you gonna do to niggas.
What you gonna do if niggas don't share my shit around
Oh, you talking about niggas don't share your shit around
Bro you know what ima do Deviaun just for you, mane
Hey, I'ma fuck.
I'ma... I'ma fuck they grannies
Grannies
You know what I'm saying, bro
I'm just gonna fuck they grannies
I'ma fuck they TeTe's
You like, look, I don't want they girl, bro
Cause that shit played out
Imagine coming home and your granny getting pounded, bro
By me
Poundtown type shit
Pound... No, fuck Poundtown
I'ma take them to Wee Wee Wrld
Niggas saying Wee Wee Wrld
Niggas pulling granny skits if you don't share my shit, nigga
I put my foot in this shit whenever I'm cooking up
Blood, sweat, and tears praying that I'm moving up
Happy birthday to the twins
Mix the gas and henn
And don't drink so I might just tweak again
She call me Childish
I'm feeling like Peter Pan
Dick you down, second link in never land
Wouldn't hold me down if shit ever hit the fan
Just suck the tip, hard to swallow like some cinnamon
Open wide, little mouth, hard to fit it in
She ain't got it, finna see what's to her friends
We laying low onna island like I'm Gilligan
I'm standing out, little bitch, fuck fittin in
I'm trying to make the waves, nigga, while I ride them
And I don't cap while you niggas lier, lier
I know I got it, stay quiet and I'm plotting
I was gonna say, wait, nah, I forgot it
I'm feeling groovy, random beat, I'm kinda choosy, ayy
She want the pipe, hell nah, this dick is bougie, ayy
Give me your mouth, I'm tryna bust like Mudiay
I'm falling back, so she in another mood today
All gas, my feet never hit the brakes
All gas, but the plug put us on delay
Match wit Zay, and he said it was worth the wait
Hot box, and I guess it's Taco Bell today
Five niggas, couple blunts, make them rotate
Hit to 21, was you expecting Tory Lanez
Ain't my main, but I still prolly give you brain
She say I'm dope, save my name, under cocaine
She a addict, just a north side thing
Hit her cousin, little bitch, said she feel the same
I know I got it, stay quiet and I'm plotting
I was gonna say wait, nah, I forgot it
Bully onna beat, Deebo onna track, uh uh
Bully onna beat, Deebo onna track
It's D.L.B., nigga, go remember that, Ayye
Niggas thought I was jo... Hold on
Yo
Aye
What you gonna do to niggas.
What you gonna do if niggas don't share my shit around
Oh, you talking about niggas don't share your shit around
Bro you know what ima do Deviaun just for you, mane
Hey, I'ma fuck.
I'ma... I'ma fuck they grannies
Grannies
You know what I'm saying, bro
I'm just gonna fuck they grannies
I'ma fuck they TeTe's
You like, look, I don't want they girl, bro
Cause that shit played out
Imagine coming home and your granny getting pounded, bro
By me
Poundtown type shit
Pound... No, fuck Poundtown
I'ma take them to Wee Wee Wrld
Niggas saying Wee Wee Wrld
Niggas pulling granny skits if you don't share my shit, nigga
I put my foot in this shit whenever I'm cooking up
Blood, sweat, and tears praying that I'm moving up
Happy birthday to the twins
Mix the gas and henn
And don't drink so I might just tweak again
She call me Childish
I'm feeling like Peter Pan
Dick you down, second link in never land
Wouldn't hold me down if shit ever hit the fan
Just suck the tip, hard to swallow like some cinnamon
Open wide, little mouth, hard to fit it in
She ain't got it, finna see what's to her friends
We laying low onna island like I'm Gilligan
I'm standing out, little bitch, fuck fittin in
I'm trying to make the waves, nigga, while I ride them
And I don't cap while you niggas lier, lier
I know I got it, stay quiet and I'm plotting
I was gonna say, wait, nah, I forgot it
I'm feeling groovy, random beat, I'm kinda choosy, ayy
She want the pipe, hell nah, this dick is bougie, ayy
Give me your mouth, I'm tryna bust like Mudiay
I'm falling back, so she in another mood today
All gas, my feet never hit the brakes
All gas, but the plug put us on delay
Match wit Zay, and he said it was worth the wait
Hot box, and I guess it's Taco Bell today
Five niggas, couple blunts, make them rotate
Hit to 21, was you expecting Tory Lanez
Ain't my main, but I still prolly give you brain
She say I'm dope, save my name, under cocaine
She a addict, just a north side thing
Hit her cousin, little bitch, said she feel the same
I know I got it, stay quiet and I'm plotting
I was gonna say wait, nah, I forgot it
Bully onna beat, Deebo onna track, uh uh
Bully onna beat, Deebo onna track
It's D.L.B., nigga, go remember that, Ayye
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Writer(s): Deviaun Bailey
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