WANNABE 2

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Doc Wop

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Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe
And now I got the hits for the honeys
Whippin' out the whims when I send so fully
But all I got's a six and VST
Guess all I'm gonna be's just a wannabe

Yo it's the redrop coming throug the sub in yo whip
Second pass, nother round of that bottle of drip
Nothing changed, same Wop in a particular fit
Saddle up on trash music like you wannabe lit, okay
Beanie on from Paris in congressional slots
So don't you mean it when we airing out the difference in chops
And when you pop Wop, Doc is always keeping it crocked,
Lock, stock and barrel like I'm laughing at cops
And right about now Austown booming on the baptism
Pretty with the tone, got the hoes in the back teasin
(Caddilac?) Take it back, rally with the mud leakin
Shitty whippin, toe slippin, red line no reason
Homey dropping packages in hoopties when I
Was illustrating how we bringing out the kick in your drop
(You know we) dishing out backhand tracks like calamity
Doc gon' make the shit bump for the family

Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe
And now I got the hits for the honeys
Whippin' out the whims when I send so fully
But all I got's a six and VST
Guess all I'm gonna be's just a wannabe

I got the homeys with the Rolex in the back of the beat
No tip for toeing on the trick, we layin' hits for the scene
And you can find me in the rolodex for premium heat
I got a thing for eatin' verses, throw em up in a week
Yo I ain't fucking around, I'm keeping birdies in the casbah feeling aroused
So when the thugs come gunnin' know I'm down for the count
And sippin mezcal dealing out the pound for the pound (you know we holdin it down)
I got the weed bag, wheeze bad fuming the loud
So don't you sneeze that key or assuming I'm out
And when the deas catch breeze and they sniffin me out
You know I pass all class like I'm suma cum laude, okay
I never deter I flavor demit with mace
I make the curry for the favors in place, I need ya
Ya bobbin ya head until your neck needs replacing, eyo
Yo it's the ghost and I still kill it for face
(Yo who does this motherfucker think he is?)

Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe
And now I got the hits for the honeys
Whippin' out the whims when I send so fully
But all I got's a six and VST
Guess all I'm gonna be's just a wannabe

Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe
And now I got the hits for the honeys
Whippin' out the whims when I send so fully
But all I got's a six and VST
Guess all I'm gonna be's just a wannabe

(Yoo who does this motherfucker think he is
This broke ass, white trash piece of wannabe shit
Aint nothing but some bored, shock thirsty momma's boy who don't know when to stop
Like for real kid, just keep your day job and let the fat bitch sing
Let her sing, let her sing
You trash. You worse than trash you a broken bag, aint nobody wanna f*ck with you
The dope boys aint fucking with it, the hypebeast game think you a fuckboi
You doing too much
Boy
Boy listen
You doing the most)

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