Wok
(Goodbye s1rk)
(B-Boy 50)
(If you think that you can hang with me and s1rk than you've been tricked)
I feel like you don't really wanna talk about it
You don't really wanna talk
I might catch a body and go leave the coffin by him
You don't really wanna get chalked
But as of right now I do this for a hobby
You don't really know how I walk
You know I been popping my shit like a Ollie
Imma do it when I'm off the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on a whole lot of these drugs, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, oh
Yeah, yeah
They know that I been off the drank, I'm sipping that purple, I'm sipping the pink
I do it again and I do what I want and I don't give a fuck much, bitch get spanked
I'm going hard like I been in the paint, I'm sipping that mud, I'm sipping that lean
And you don't know me, I been doing this music for too long, you know that this shit is my dream
Shit my jam, but ain't no jelly
Fucking with me, you get shot in the belly
Hoes calling my phone like I work at a tele'
She handle my meat like she work at the deli
They ain't on my status, I'm sipping on Belair
Anything you do, I know I do better
You may get her wet, but I do it wetter
Look at me now, I guess I'm the winner, uh
Haha, you like that shit?
I been balling way to hard I'm Kyrie Irving in this bitch (damn)
Time to smoke another swish'
Time to pop out on these hoes and show these hoes what it is bitch
I feel like you don't really wanna talk about it
You don't really wanna talk
I might catch a body and go leave the coffin by him
You don't really wanna get chalked
But as of right now I do this for a hobby
You don't really know how I walk
You know I been popping my shit like a Ollie
Imma do it when I'm off the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on a whole lot of these drugs, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, oh, (yeah, yeah)
Do you wanna tell me what's been going on, or do you just wanna hide it from me?
Cause I been heartbroken way too many times, you don't know all the feelings I felt in my stomach
With all of these demons I fight just to sleep at night, like why am I always running
That's why I get high and I roll up the weed and fly where my brain isn't able to function
I really don't know where to go after this
Do I keep stepping or fall in an abyss?
Sink in quicksand like I'm stuck in a ditch
do I go fall in love with another bitch?
Cause all I know is "get the bread" and that's it
Yeah I do what I need and that's just how it is
Getting tired of sleeping alone at the crib
I don't know maybe falling in love wasn't meant for me
I feel like you don't really wanna talk about it
You don't really wanna talk
I might catch a body and go leave the coffin by him
You don't really wanna get chalked
But as of right now I do this for a hobby
You don't really know how I walk
You know I been popping my shit like a Ollie
Imma do it when I'm off the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on a whole lot of these drugs, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, oh
Yeah, yeah
(You don't really want a problem, baby I promise)
(B-Boy 50)
(If you think that you can hang with me and s1rk than you've been tricked)
I feel like you don't really wanna talk about it
You don't really wanna talk
I might catch a body and go leave the coffin by him
You don't really wanna get chalked
But as of right now I do this for a hobby
You don't really know how I walk
You know I been popping my shit like a Ollie
Imma do it when I'm off the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on a whole lot of these drugs, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, oh
Yeah, yeah
They know that I been off the drank, I'm sipping that purple, I'm sipping the pink
I do it again and I do what I want and I don't give a fuck much, bitch get spanked
I'm going hard like I been in the paint, I'm sipping that mud, I'm sipping that lean
And you don't know me, I been doing this music for too long, you know that this shit is my dream
Shit my jam, but ain't no jelly
Fucking with me, you get shot in the belly
Hoes calling my phone like I work at a tele'
She handle my meat like she work at the deli
They ain't on my status, I'm sipping on Belair
Anything you do, I know I do better
You may get her wet, but I do it wetter
Look at me now, I guess I'm the winner, uh
Haha, you like that shit?
I been balling way to hard I'm Kyrie Irving in this bitch (damn)
Time to smoke another swish'
Time to pop out on these hoes and show these hoes what it is bitch
I feel like you don't really wanna talk about it
You don't really wanna talk
I might catch a body and go leave the coffin by him
You don't really wanna get chalked
But as of right now I do this for a hobby
You don't really know how I walk
You know I been popping my shit like a Ollie
Imma do it when I'm off the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on a whole lot of these drugs, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, oh, (yeah, yeah)
Do you wanna tell me what's been going on, or do you just wanna hide it from me?
Cause I been heartbroken way too many times, you don't know all the feelings I felt in my stomach
With all of these demons I fight just to sleep at night, like why am I always running
That's why I get high and I roll up the weed and fly where my brain isn't able to function
I really don't know where to go after this
Do I keep stepping or fall in an abyss?
Sink in quicksand like I'm stuck in a ditch
do I go fall in love with another bitch?
Cause all I know is "get the bread" and that's it
Yeah I do what I need and that's just how it is
Getting tired of sleeping alone at the crib
I don't know maybe falling in love wasn't meant for me
I feel like you don't really wanna talk about it
You don't really wanna talk
I might catch a body and go leave the coffin by him
You don't really wanna get chalked
But as of right now I do this for a hobby
You don't really know how I walk
You know I been popping my shit like a Ollie
Imma do it when I'm off the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on a whole lot of these drugs, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock
I'm on the wock, I'm on the wock, oh
Yeah, yeah
(You don't really want a problem, baby I promise)
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Writer(s): Kristopher Manning
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