Willy Wonka

Lyrics

[Intro: Quilly] They need to start giving me these jawns Hey Jahlil, fuck wit your boy, whoa! ( I don't like the look of it!) [Verse 1: Quilly] Goons on deck, Dev don't shoot them Ken and Ryu them, hit them with the Hadoken Dropped the new wave, write niggas' out the unit Came from the bottom, I'm just tryna silver spoon it Blowing something fruity, sticky like a loogy Pockets on WAM, man we ain't' smokin' dooky And all we know is bean players, we ain't serving pookie Drive through and get that popcorn, minus the movie But I'ma tax you for that popcorn like it's the movie Cut from a different cloth, I'm stitched like a Coogi And I ain't trickin', I ain't paying for no coochie And homie you ain't pimpin if you paying for the coochie You ain't tweakin', we ain't speakin', no need for convo All about that dough, I'm bout that cheese like combo Get wet; poncho, Ace said pronto Before Wade, a nigga had that heat like Alonzo Early in the mornin', early in the mornin' I dropped the wave, killed the competition; niggas' boring And we get features to the price is right like Wheel of Fortune I'm spanked out, I'm a free man, call me Morgan You ever grind dawg? You ever been in the kitchen? It smell like Pine-sol, You touchin' for and a half You knockin 9's off? Did you ever let it lock up? Did you ever whip the crack until' the pot bust? You a flea money, I sell coke But I ain't never try to test the coke out, I ain't G-Money Let the pits bark, I don't keep them on a collar Mugga Mason, I can spot the Owl on a dollar If them hoes gon' choose then let them holla But don't try to cuff them hoes like you a copper Catch me in an SS, it ain't gon be Impala Sippin' on that Laker, feelin' like the black mamba Yeah, nigga far from an athlete I be at Hibachi's, eatin' lobster and crab meat Holla at the Ahki's but just to get the baggies Real niggas' with me, they ain't bitchin' like Shaggy Cop a whole chicken', break it down to McNuggets I'ma milk the whole game, chic-fil-a them, it's nothing I'ma bust in her face, don't even tell her I'm cumming That's what you get for cuffing Like Seth and McLovin Weigh up and bread right, don't run no red lights But you can give me top like dandruff and head lice The plan is to never fall, low key, never draw The fiends gon' cop, we got drop like forever fall Right, yeah, ha right, yeah, right...niggas' ain't fuckin' wit me