WOODSTOCK '99
Mm-mm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah (Brrt, Strip)
Ayy, South Strip shit, bitch
Ayy, yeah
(What the fuck?)
I'm a toxic boy grab the Glock and pop the boy
These is not no toys 223's will rip your loins
We make money over here you boys ain't making noise
Got your honey over here dropping sloppy force
Jugg walk shit
Hood walk shit
Crowd, stay jumping on some Woodstock shit
I do what I want when I want type shit
You can't play the part if you want type shit
(Ayy, ayy, hey, uh)
Bitch I been movin, groovin, I'm shaking off that dirty Molly
30 for 30 I'm touching down you still ain't heard about me
2k baby war ready south strip just be my set
I'm like booyaka booyaka hollows moving out the TEC
They be like "who? The fuck? Do he think he is?" It's 2K22 just check the score cuz I been in this bitch
They hating on my top because I'm up top and all in his bitch
22 in my sock I milly rock up on 'em (Damn)
It's no chance
That look I'm wearin' on my face is death
Take a glance
And send your best threat, make sure he good, 'cause he dead
Boy, these bullets like a brain, I'm leavin' one up in your head
I don't miss, duck your mitt, shit get messy for this bread
Head honchos, i-95 swervin' potholes
Your boyfriend talkin' macho, four-five bullets rip his tonsils
Im so cold, oh no, them niggas on the road again
Shwinny got his pole, he goin' nuts, so go console ya friends
Bitch this like David and Goliath
I'm toe to toe with the giants and
All my dawgs is rowdy we're bond to starting a riot
See the world for what it is
While they loud I'm movin with silence like to label me a nuisance for being pissed and defiant
But I'm just tired of this bull shit
I'll plot while closing my eyelids
I hear deaths around the corner too many body's been piling
This a stone cold world see I feel like I'm outta options
This a stone cold world and
Everything's oh so toxic
Fill their veins with poison plagued with unemployment everyday
This ain't a country but a company
We love the U.S.A
Fuck the dumb shit
I will never follow what the fuck they say
Fuck it imma have to light that match
Ignite the fuckin flame
I'm a toxic boy grab the Glock and pop the boy
These is not no toys 223's will rip your loins
We make money over here you boys ain't making noise
Got your honey over here dropping sloppy force
Jugg walk shit
Hood walk shit
Crowd, stay jumping on some Woodstock shit
I do what I want when I want type shit
You can't play the part if you want type shit
(Fuck)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah (Brrt, Strip)
Ayy, South Strip shit, bitch
Ayy, yeah
(What the fuck?)
I'm a toxic boy grab the Glock and pop the boy
These is not no toys 223's will rip your loins
We make money over here you boys ain't making noise
Got your honey over here dropping sloppy force
Jugg walk shit
Hood walk shit
Crowd, stay jumping on some Woodstock shit
I do what I want when I want type shit
You can't play the part if you want type shit
(Ayy, ayy, hey, uh)
Bitch I been movin, groovin, I'm shaking off that dirty Molly
30 for 30 I'm touching down you still ain't heard about me
2k baby war ready south strip just be my set
I'm like booyaka booyaka hollows moving out the TEC
They be like "who? The fuck? Do he think he is?" It's 2K22 just check the score cuz I been in this bitch
They hating on my top because I'm up top and all in his bitch
22 in my sock I milly rock up on 'em (Damn)
It's no chance
That look I'm wearin' on my face is death
Take a glance
And send your best threat, make sure he good, 'cause he dead
Boy, these bullets like a brain, I'm leavin' one up in your head
I don't miss, duck your mitt, shit get messy for this bread
Head honchos, i-95 swervin' potholes
Your boyfriend talkin' macho, four-five bullets rip his tonsils
Im so cold, oh no, them niggas on the road again
Shwinny got his pole, he goin' nuts, so go console ya friends
Bitch this like David and Goliath
I'm toe to toe with the giants and
All my dawgs is rowdy we're bond to starting a riot
See the world for what it is
While they loud I'm movin with silence like to label me a nuisance for being pissed and defiant
But I'm just tired of this bull shit
I'll plot while closing my eyelids
I hear deaths around the corner too many body's been piling
This a stone cold world see I feel like I'm outta options
This a stone cold world and
Everything's oh so toxic
Fill their veins with poison plagued with unemployment everyday
This ain't a country but a company
We love the U.S.A
Fuck the dumb shit
I will never follow what the fuck they say
Fuck it imma have to light that match
Ignite the fuckin flame
I'm a toxic boy grab the Glock and pop the boy
These is not no toys 223's will rip your loins
We make money over here you boys ain't making noise
Got your honey over here dropping sloppy force
Jugg walk shit
Hood walk shit
Crowd, stay jumping on some Woodstock shit
I do what I want when I want type shit
You can't play the part if you want type shit
(Fuck)
Credits
Writer(s): Nuri Saberin, Aishan Nasir Fuller Allen, Matthew Nicholas Maradiaga, Jesse Mendes, Constant
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