Ain't Wok Songtext
(Tron, you might be crazy)
Yeah, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
For real, lil' bitch (What), yeah (What), huh, lil' bitch
Yeah, huh, for real, lil bitch
Yeah, huh, oh yeah, I'm tellin' ya
See what I'm sayin', yeah, yeah
Nah, for real, huh, yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya
Huh, yeah, all these bitches know that I get dough, I'm smokin' gas, propane
Yeah, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
For real, lil' bitch (What), yeah (What), huh, lil' bitch
Yeah, huh, for real, lil bitch
Yeah, huh, oh yeah, I'm tellin' ya
See what I'm sayin', yeah, yeah
Nah, for real, huh, yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya
Huh, yeah, all these bitches know that I get dough, I'm smokin' gas, propane
All-black fit, I bust through like the Navy, this switch gon' eat his face, yeah
Every day I see the sun come up, see that bitch go away
Oh, you love that ho', you must be brazy, know P5 the same
Purple, this ain't wok, huh (Wok)
I re-up on hard, huh (Hard)
Gotta hit the store, [tenya]
Said she wan' get bеnt, huh (Ugh)
Smacked her on the floor, huh (Hеy)
Addy wit a Perc', I miss my high when I feel low (Perc')
But P5 don't do no Xans (No way)
Yeah, shit we do ain't regular, that boy do what he can (Yeah)
I based up my Fanta four inside a soda can (Lil' bitch)
Shit she do ain't regular, that ho gon' fuck my mans
I'm geeked up off schedule, that 10 kickin' in (Perc' 10)
Dubbed that “loyal” ho, guess what I did, cut that scram (Yeah)
Yeah, the Ugg Boots ain't regular, Balenci on my yaan (Yaan)
She stay talkin' 'bout that lil' boy (What), it ain't nothin' for a band (A band)
Lil hoe, let me know if you fuck with lil buddy (Blatt)
'Cause if you don't, we gon' get on his ass (Blatt) Hot shit, we pullin' up with a torch
I dropped a bag, my young nigga gon' spin
Long time, shorty gon' fuck with me long time, you know that's my yaan (Long time)
Shorty talkin' 'bout she wan' fuck on the don, told the bitch I held it down (I held it down)
My young nigga trippin', he out his mind, out his mind, out his mind
We got that lil' nigga thinkin' he tough, fuck some, come slide
All these bitches know that I [geek up][?] off smokin' gas, propane
All-black fit, I bust through like the Navy, switch gon' eat his face, yeah
Every day I see the sun come up, see that bitch go away
Oh, you love that ho', you must be brazy, know P5 the same
Purple, this ain't wok, huh (Wok)
I re-up on hard, huh (Hard)
Gotta hit the store, tenya
Said she wan' get bent, huh (Ugh)
Smacked her on the floor, huh (Hey)
Addy wit a Perc', I miss my high when I feel low (Perc')
But P5 don't do no Xans (No way)
Yeah, shit we do ain't regular, that boy do what he can (Yeah)
I based up my Fanta four inside a soda can (Lil' bitch)
My mans
(Tron, you might be crazy)
Every day I see the sun come up, see that bitch go away
Oh, you love that ho', you must be brazy, know P5 the same
Purple, this ain't wok, huh (Wok)
I re-up on hard, huh (Hard)
Gotta hit the store, [tenya]
Said she wan' get bеnt, huh (Ugh)
Smacked her on the floor, huh (Hеy)
Addy wit a Perc', I miss my high when I feel low (Perc')
But P5 don't do no Xans (No way)
Yeah, shit we do ain't regular, that boy do what he can (Yeah)
I based up my Fanta four inside a soda can (Lil' bitch)
Shit she do ain't regular, that ho gon' fuck my mans
I'm geeked up off schedule, that 10 kickin' in (Perc' 10)
Dubbed that “loyal” ho, guess what I did, cut that scram (Yeah)
Yeah, the Ugg Boots ain't regular, Balenci on my yaan (Yaan)
She stay talkin' 'bout that lil' boy (What), it ain't nothin' for a band (A band)
Lil hoe, let me know if you fuck with lil buddy (Blatt)
'Cause if you don't, we gon' get on his ass (Blatt) Hot shit, we pullin' up with a torch
I dropped a bag, my young nigga gon' spin
Long time, shorty gon' fuck with me long time, you know that's my yaan (Long time)
Shorty talkin' 'bout she wan' fuck on the don, told the bitch I held it down (I held it down)
My young nigga trippin', he out his mind, out his mind, out his mind
We got that lil' nigga thinkin' he tough, fuck some, come slide
All these bitches know that I [geek up][?] off smokin' gas, propane
All-black fit, I bust through like the Navy, switch gon' eat his face, yeah
Every day I see the sun come up, see that bitch go away
Oh, you love that ho', you must be brazy, know P5 the same
Purple, this ain't wok, huh (Wok)
I re-up on hard, huh (Hard)
Gotta hit the store, tenya
Said she wan' get bent, huh (Ugh)
Smacked her on the floor, huh (Hey)
Addy wit a Perc', I miss my high when I feel low (Perc')
But P5 don't do no Xans (No way)
Yeah, shit we do ain't regular, that boy do what he can (Yeah)
I based up my Fanta four inside a soda can (Lil' bitch)
My mans
(Tron, you might be crazy)
