On the Wood

Put ya money on the mother fuckin' wood
Poppin out tonight and I'm feelin misunderstood
He a sit down Nigga cause a chance he never stood
Put ya money on the mother fuckin wood

On the wood
On the wood

Put ya money on the mother fuckin' wood
Poppin out tonight and I'm playin my hand good
He a sit down Nigga cause a chance he never stood

Nigga if you pussy do not walk up to this table
Three Blades for the cut
I Got it tatted, Ace of Spade-o
Stay reppin the gang word up to my cousin Asa
Let's get right back to this money, 'So my clan come tear the place up

This Nigga from flint said he goin turn my life out
Told'em bring his girl, so they both can know what this pipe bout
Got a attitude and I guess he want fight now
I was never pressed still fucked'em both by the night time

Table talk and seatbelts locked until this flight land
One thing about me is my name stay on a flight list
Why the fuck you movin like a bird, if you flightless
I call these niggas penguins, but in they mind be pilots

Momma tried three times
Can' replicate, cannot buy me
Talkin' Pokémon, then all my bitches shiny
Try me, none of you niggas could out write me
On the wood, slam his face next to money if we fightin'

Put ya money on the mother fuckin' wood
Poppin out tonight and I'm feelin misunderstood
He a sit down Nigga cause a chance he never stood
Put ya money on the mother fuckin wood

On the wood
On the wood

Put ya money on the mother fuckin' wood
Poppin out tonight and I'm playin my hand good
He a sit down Nigga cause a chance he never stood

Oh you ain't heard?
On it do you have five?
I smoke'em for a fee, Beef wit me come wit a price

I'm coming off the field fully drenched
Strictly PT, on got wood they on the bench
Valentino pink for a Nigga fragrance
Vibrating high, while ya needing maintenance

G'yea, Ain't it a shame?
Ya Nigga lame?
Shawty when you met him, that Nigga was running game

Gotta big heart, but I cut up in the club
Diamond like skin got my slabs stay showin' love
I know you see this body fuck you mean cover up?
I think whoever hating just really need to cum



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Writer(s): Avery Heningburg
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