WYO

Wipe a nigga nose, ain't no gbg cause we the ones that's getting on Only call yo bitch when I'm dry, she giving throat I don't get loud with niggas, you better leave that to them hoes Try push up on me bag back, I'm lifting pole I can't be around, if he ain't involved in the fonk Don't believe the hype, these niggas rappin' what they don't She ain't running bag, then I'm hanging up the phone Free lul patches out the slammer, that's a donk Shooting out the load, so how you niggas be tryna score? Jumping out the whip we on feet, tryna get up close Thirty three shit bitch we yelling, fuck deuce foe Tryna catch his ass, and burn em up like some toast Said it choked up, stop capping niggas froze Flicking up with rats, and he knowing that he told Trap open I could I sell half, or sell it whole Keep that glue stick, bitch we only duck 5-0 They knowing not to play w me, niggas know what type of time I'm on Wyda way dry, so what block you niggas on? Can't afford another charge, so every pop's gettin thrown Bitch this ain't no za, only opps getting blown Nigga come and touch sumn, before you try to make a song Lowercase his ass, I dare a nigga to get bold Get up onna nigga, glock pin em to the floor Bitch we grabbing niggas, bet not leave without that pole He can't show me two gs, but tryna hoop niggas slow Said he getting on me when he see me, bet he won't Taking pictures on that block, where them niggas never post Keep bro name up out them songs, if you ain't never left no cones Two three get to flashing, tryna leave a nigga strobed Lul nigga we cannot fonk, if you told I'm still bag chasing nun changed, ain't shit slowed Wipe a nigga nose, ain't no gbg cause we the ones that's getting on Only call yo bitch when I'm dry, she giving throat I don't get loud with niggas, you better leave that to them hoes Try push up on me bag back, I'm lifting pole I can't be around, if he ain't involved inna fonk Don't believe the hype, these niggas rappin' what they don't She ain't runnin' bags, then I'm hanging up the phone