Dey Like Da Wass

Lyrics

[**Intro: WhyG & Houdini**] Brrrrrrr Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Fuckin' with ops Fuckin' with cops [**Chorus: Houdini**] Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Ain't fuckin' with ops Ain't fuckin' with cops I been had the swag, I been in my bag, I been had the sauce I think he lost I think he forgot They know we got these bitches choosin' Look like a lick when I'm walkin' Jakes all around, they be cruisin' Diamonds, they dazzlin', they sparklin' Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Ain't fuckin' with ops Ain't fuckin' with cops [**Verse 1: Houdini**] I think he forgot, yo I think he forgot, I'm from a block where they love pullin' them Glocks Everyday runnin' from cops And when they drift, they don't stop Yeah, my dawg's kinda hot Like a tamale or a molly and parties with shots Stop beggin' to bе from the dot You sayin' you is and you not She said, Hou Every timе that I see you lookin' so swag, you more fly than my pops People be fuckin' with ops You must want a body to drop Look at the wrist on the pot Drop on the Q, make a shot That's what I was taught, ayy, I do what they can't, ayy She tellin' me that I'm the man And she ain't singin' no Nav Get to the bag, that's the plan Ain't no money, I'm havin' a bad day [**Chorus: Houdini**] Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Ain't fuckin' with ops Ain't fuckin' with cops I been had the swag, I been in my bag, I been had the sauce I think he lost I think he forgot They know we got these bitches choosin' Look like a lick when I'm walkin' Jakes all around, they be cruisin' Diamonds, they dazzlin', they sparklin' Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Ain't fuckin' with ops Ain't fuckin' with cops [**Verse 2: WhyG**] I'm like, damn Baby girl, you gonna suck it or not, feel like Cam Don't know her name, call her ma'am Little baby, now I sound like wham Don't test my gangster, exam All I gotta say is little cro', hundred bands Damn these hollows turn a boy hologram I ain't sippin' lean, I ain't sippin' coffee, this ain't Amsterdam Switch on that glizzy', I turn to a fan And the clip hang like Klu Klux Klan I chop out that lobby, call me the doorman My shooter, he crazy, he the backdoor man I'm tryna get these Malaysian hoes got planned The way I finesse, he think I'm a con man [?] but when I shoot, I turn a boy Peter Pan [**Chorus: Houdini**] Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Ain't fuckin' with ops Ain't fuckin' with cops I been had the swag, I been in my bag, I been had the sauce I think he lost I think he forgot They know we got these bitches choosin' Look like a lick when I'm walkin' Jakes all around, they be cruisin' Diamonds, they dazzlin', they sparklin' Dey Like Da Wass Feel like a boss Ain't fuckin' with ops Ain't fuckin' with cops [**Verse 3: WhyG**] Nap him up, wrap him up, Houdini up your one, zap him up, you cannot touch me like cactuses Super Saiyan just like Kakarot You don't shoot in the field like a mascot I pop a Perky, then turn to a astronaut In jail, cut in his face by the blind spot Crodie got hit in the arm Next day, shootin' shit in his sling, call him Slingshot She just think about eating me up all day, call it food for thought I don't even feel like doing the drill myself, so his ass got bought And I get so close, we could do high-fives, that's what I was taught Better keep your mask on your face when you slide, or your ass get caught