Like Woah

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah (I-I-I—) Brr (I-I-I—) Yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm working on dying) Yeah, yeah, yeah (BNYX) [Chorus] Backseat of the Ghost, they call me the GOAT And they stealin' my flows and they call me the GOAT And they stealin' my flows, and that's murder she wrote (She wrote) Fuckin' this bitch on the boat and she givin' me throat and it got me like, "Woah" I ain't lovin no ho', but I'm lovin' her throat and it got me like, "Woah" (Woah) Gotta slut a lil' bitch down And we got hundred round, we'll shut a bitch down And we goin' to war, I'll get 'em gun down (Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch) (Woah) In this bitch rockin' CELINE They ain't stoppin' my cheese And my Patek on freeze Just got her on the team and she got on her knees, knees, knees, knees (Knees) [Verse] And she a neat freak, got her on her knees She suckin' my meat She do it so clean She havin' a feast This bitch is a beast, this bitch is a– (Beast) Beast (Beast) My bruddanem shippin' them Ps, she keepin' it P Got ass in those jeans, she don't wanna leave This bitch is a freak, she wanna get, geeky (Freak) All of us real double R and we in double R All this for these cars, we real superstars, we with super broads Yeah, yeah, hop in that bitch, make it skrrt My bro is so fried, I'm higher than God We rich than a bitch and, yeah, we be them boys (Boys) Yeah, yeah, you reach and I'm killin' you, boy (Boy) The switch, it make noise I got this lil' rod Pockets on steroids Yeah, I'm goin' far, I ain't get lost (Brrt) Tell me what it cost, you know I'm a boss And I stand on law, but it's fuck the law, yeah, these diamonds frost She hop on my log and she lick my balls, she rip off my drawers (Drawers, drawers) Off a Oxy', I ain't takin' no bars You diss me and bros but don't hop in that car If I make that lil' call then I make his ass fall, fall, fall, fall, fall (Fall) Poppin' tags when I'm up in the mall That nasty lil' bitch, yeah, from up in the mall She look at my Patek, now I'm in her walls, walls, walls, walls, walls [Chorus] Backseat of the Ghost, they call me the GOAT And they stealin' my flows and they call me the GOAT And they stealin' my flows, and that's murder she wrote (She wrote) Fuckin' this bitch on the boat and she givin' me throat and it got me like, "Woah" I ain't lovin no ho', but I'm lovin' her throat and it got me like, "Woah" (Woah) Gotta slut a lil' bitch down And we got hundred round, we'll shut a bitch down And we goin' to war, I'll get 'em gun down (Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch) (Woah) In this bitch rockin' CELINE They ain't stoppin' my cheese (I'm working on dying) And my Patek on freeze (BNYX) Just got her on the team and she got on her knees, knees, knees, knees (Knees)