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Wop, skrt Skrt skrt Wop, wop Skrt skrt, skrt skrt I don't know what you take me for ho Wop, wop I ain't goin' for it Wop Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a bad bitch getter Fuck nigga, hoe nigga, I don't fuck with broke niggas Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch, nigga You ain't know, now you know, nigga, Hi-tec pour a four, nigga Bitch roll me my sack before I come in 80 thousand dollars plus a jet on a backend Twenty twin twins finna get plucked like a chicken Brother locked up, he spent much time in the kitchen We ain't really with that pretendin' and shit (pretendin' and shit) I got six Catholic hoes in here sinnin' and shit (sinnin' and shit) Pour that shit up, bust it down (hoo) Bought a new crib, it got several amenities (gang) You gon' get shot like the Kennedys (yeah) Fuckin' with Lil Boat and YB (doot, pew) Carbon it sound like a dump truck (trraaa) SongtexteSoon as I up we gon' back up (boom boom) She wanna fuck, I'ma smash her (smash) He want a verse, I'ma tax him (I'ma tax him) Say you want smoke, it ain't 'bout nothing I know that nigga ain't 'bout nothing (he ain't 'bout it) Bring out the boat when the flood coming Strapped with a TEC when you pull up on me I'm with the .38 baby, my neck see more water than the Navy (gang) I was finna fuck your bitch, my nigga then I got lazy (ugh) I saw your new watch, that shit cool but my shit crazy Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy (yeah) I'm with Lil Baby yeah, keep a .380, yeah (pew pew) I'm with big Slime, yeah you know we goin' brazy, yeah (slatt) 17 with four babies, yeah Lotta money, know they hate me, yeah One on four, they try to play me, yeah Shoot his ass right up in here (pew pew, pew pew) Diamonds, they shine like a headlight (shine) I keep that lil' bitch off her head right I'ma lay up and fuck on her every night (every night) When I'm leavin' I'm headin' straight to the flight (no) Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson (Mike Tyson) Scuff in the club like Fight Night (Fight Night) I make that lil' ho act right (act right) I tell that bitch fuck up my sack right (bitch) Put that lil bitch on a Spirit flight (gang) Return her next to me one night (nyoom) We running and ducking from squad lights (hoo) I got 32 shots in the gun fight These niggas sweet like a honey bun (sweet) Don't worry 'bout where my money from At the crib, on the couch, we got huntin' guns (doot) Dissect his hand from his other arm (doot, doot, doot) Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a big bag getter (woo) Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, never met a real nigga (bitch) Never had six figures, my bitch do tricks nigga I go by Lil Boat and I'm coolin' with some real hittas (gang) Whip on the wrist, that's a brick on the fist, nigga No light needed for this chain, it's gon' glist nigga (yeah) VS, one stone, that shit not far from flawless Fuck a pretty bitch, nigga, my money gorgeous, bitch (Lil Boat) Aus Songtexte Mania