WOP

Lyrics

[Intro] Wop, wop Yeah, nigga Bitch (Brian, you're so crazy) You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, free the ghetto, nigga Boyz Ent, nigga Ah, ayy [Verse] Ayy, cut the stock off the K and commit murder Granny said, "What's that in your cup? It's a bit purple" My fat bitch got a baby Draco tucked in her girdle Every other day, we movin' forward, jumpin' over hurdles Glasses on, pants high as fuck, I'm Steve Urkel Brodie, please don't hit that lil' bitch raw 'cause she fertile I ain't never took a bar, but we serve 'em I'm quick to hang up on a bitch, weak service I'm on a money mission, brand-new PLR, I'm actin' dummy with it If I can't find a nigga in three days, I hit his mommy with it Brodie got arrested with his dopе sack, he in the county with it So much ice around my nеck, could take it off and probably drown me with it I got a fake pint plug comin' out of Houston Hidin' dog shit in the bathroom, can't nobody use it Why you clutchin' on your gun if ain't nobody shootin'? I would've killed a cop or two, man, Rodney stupid I know a bitch with a throat deeper than Devil's Lake I'm finna re-rock my bars, keep the level straight I'm a homeowner now, but we used to live on Section 8 You wanna learn how to cook dope, go to Section 8 I keep it solid every time, ain't no testin' me The last nigga tried to up his gun, may he rest in peace Niggas better come correct when they step to me I had to walk a long mile just to catch an E I get paid to rap now, this shit a blessing, ain't it? I still be ridin' through my hood, but it's segregated Sendin' niggas to the doc', last week, they had eleven patients I know he dead, I'm just waitin' on the confirmation Now that I'm on top, I beat the block and make it hit harder People callin' me the wow factor like I'm Vince Carter I just put some wax inside my 'Wood to make it hit harder Just bought a ghost Glock, I'm finna slide in my bitch Charger Diamond link or a Cuban link, it's a big difference Shit, to me, it don't matter, either or, long as your shit hittin' Meet a bitch, fuck the first night, then I dismiss her She blew my socks off until the morning, no, I didn't kiss her I swear, these hoes quick to set a nigga up if he got cheese Threw a switchy on my Glock, now all I gotta do is squeeze Five in the mornin', whippin' up the pies, I'm with Freeze We won the game by a landslide, it was a breeze