Wlatt Season 2

Lyrics
[Verse 1: WhyG] Designer drip, I mixed with Nikes (Sauce) Designer drugs, I mix the sprite (Lean) I mix the fentanyl so nice Rickey rackades, I spent on the ice (Rackades) Nintendo switch with a flashlight (Switch) All of my opps are to the side Plus my aim is so precise I guarantee you won't survive (Grah grah) Drop it up on 'em like surprise And a black mask, for disguise (Black mask) I left his head hard to describe I made his head and his neck divide Ambulance, cannot revive We kill shit like genocide (Dead) He want smoke, that's suicide Bitch I'm big boss 35 (Wauce/Wass) [Verse 2: SupaWassi] When we drift, we pause the time (Bing) I put a bag on top of your life I got rich off of doing crime (Rich) White bitch nosy, she do lines Don't wipe your nose, bitch, you ain't slime That thirty roarin' like a lion Smoked for his watch, he ran outta time (Walkdown) Headshot make your face recline (Push back) Beef with us? That's suicide (dead) Shoot your school up, Columbine I was the last thing he memorized We cook beef and let it fry (Fry) Ball up spikey, porcupine [Verse 3: WhyG] Burrrrrrrrrr! And I'm big wlatt And I'm big slime (Wlatt) I only fuck bitches from behind I creep up on ya', take my time Witnesses say they traumatized (Traumatized) If he ain't dead, he paralyzed (Paralyzed) I stretch a brick like exercise She give me head, I hypnotize (Dickmatized) Big glizzy, it's customized (Customized) Red Tony runners, it's oversized (Oversized) Vanish ya', you're vaporized And my trap house organized (Organized) We got up and down the side (Trap) My opp block get terrorized (Terrorized) I see a opp and he neutralize (Dead) Kill a nigga ain't tat my eyes (Lah) Wass Gang what I advertise (Advertise) Thanos with this .45 (Thanos) Wet him like he got baptized [Verse 4: SupaWassi] If I get caught, Ray Charles, I'm blind (Bah) We take ya' soul, you sacrifice (Gone) We take you out, you penalized Wassas creepin' like your priors (Creepin) My opps babies, need a pacifier Sellin' white girl, Lizzy McGuire Trap house feelin' like the wire Clip got hang time like Vince Carter (Hang time) We ain't laugh when it was darker Throwin' bullets like the chargers (Rivers) Screw with my pup, you'd get murdered (Murder) Look at the script, Timmy Turner (Dissapear) Snatch her soul she just like a burglar (Bing) You ride my wave, you ain't a surfer Glizzy touch you like a diddler (Pedophile) It made a bitch, you ain't a killer [Verse 5: WhyG] I'm at Holt Renfrew he at Winners (Damn) Blaze 'em up like Damian Lillard (Lah) Vanish 'em just like a wizard Had to drop him like some liter Wipe ya' nose, I'm a real killer I'm a big dog just like I'm clifford (I am) Niggas bugs like caterpillars Think he sick? I'm sicker I give 'em, shots like liquor (Lah) This switch vanishya quicker (Lah lah) I'm a swisher, not a bricker (Lah lah) I'm in her mouth like Snickers (Wozzle) Me and cro, not a wicker Real shooter, Derek Fisher (Swish) Two twin glizzys, they sisters (Best friends) My trigger fingers, it got blisters
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Credits
- Writers
- SupaWassi
- Why G