Ahh Haa

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StanWill - Rap

Ahh Haa

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[Intro] Bro just popped a— huh (Keep that shit low-key, Tae) Bro just popped a— huh Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha (Alloutw4r) (313 Mafia) [Chorus] Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha Moncler hoodie, shoot like Melo, my bitch look like La La Pop his noodle, spill his pasta Turn a ten into a fifty like it's magic, ta-da My opps pussy, I guess they got nine lives Thinkin' ten some chicken get you side-eyed Bro on feet with blicky, fuck a drive-by They can call me anything they want, but broke is not I, huh [Verse] I ain't learn a thing in school, the only shit I know his money Throw that boy a script, in all his pictures, he have motion money Gang and them got flour, they gon' trap the spot like Los and Nutty VVSes watеr, but them coffee cups, the potion muddy Pull up with a blick, you bettеr blow it, buddy She done left your leash and let me dog her, boy, your ho a puppy Slime him out, we catch him, we gon' wipe it like his nose was runny When she throw that K up, bitch be wildin', call your ho Kentucky Trick 'cause I'm rich, she do tricks on the dick Bitch, my wrist cost some shit and my 'fit cost a brick Finna lift off and dip, take a trip somewhere rich On the Strip blowin' chick', takin' pics with my bitch You ain't plugged in unless your family in the socket Unky caught a brick as big as Andy Milonakis How I'm in them cheeks, I call her Sandy when I pop it It was probably April 1st, you ain't see Stanley with a rocket Up a skillet on an opp, fry his egg Tell the truth in the booth, to the cops, lie instead He ain't high, he need to stop buyin' regs Catch him in a white tee, I bet the chop dye it red Ah-ha, tell a bitch I'm up some shit, huh Ah-ha, you get bit fuckin' with pits, huh Ah-ha, sick his bitch stuck in the mix, huh Ah-ha, don't get lit up like my wrist, huh [Chorus] Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha Moncler hoodie, shoot like Melo, my bitch look like La La Pop his noodle, spill his pasta Turn a ten into a fifty like it's magic, ta-da My opps pussy, I guess they got nine lives Thinkin' ten some chicken get you side-eyed Bro on feet with blicky, fuck a drive-by They can call me anything they want, but broke is not I, huh [Outro] (Keep that shit low-key, Tae) (Alloutw4r) (313 Mafia)

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  • StanWill