havoc (feat. Goxan)

All I know is win, win, win
Shoutout to li twan, twan, twan
All your bitch she know is sin, sin, sin
Hop up on that dick and spin, spin, spin

Ride with that fire right under my seat
I'm repping that five, we leave you deceased
I'm in that bitch jeans like a crease
I'm rocking the white bitches with no crease
I don't talk to my gang, why'd I talk to police
All of this struggle it made me a beast
All of my goals been getting reached
I like to go in in the streets

Don't fuck with jace all my opps be adjacent
I get the shmoney I'm never complacent
You know I'm the plug but I don't got patience
Fucking this bitch and her friend a replacement
Boarded the windows up in the trap
Yeah I think it's cause that shit vacant
When I'm in that bitch make it clap
Staying under that bitch like a basement
You know white hoes be my favorite
Rocking white gold I'm a player
Rocking out shows I'm a slayer
I'ma fuck that bitch but definitely won't pay her
Groupie bitches they be coming in pairs
Dropped your life savings just for my ears
My teeth perfect, but they ain't veneers
That bitch perfect, come over here

Ride with that fire right under my seat
I'm repping that five, we leave you deceased
I'm in that bitch jeans like a crease
I'm rocking the white bitches with no crease
I don't talk to my gang why'd I talk to police
All of this struggle it made me a beast
All of my goals been getting reached
I like to go in in the streets

Fuck with your boy and you getting deleted
All of these thots, motherfucking conceited
Hit that shit once, and I'm motherfucking leaving
There ain't a soul that your boy be believing



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Writer(s): Wilson Ransom
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