"Woah" lyrics
(Ayo, run it up, Rami)
Ayy, nigga, woah
(Ki, you cooked this?)
Ayy, ha
Pussy niggas don't like me
What a nigga wanna do though?
I ain't tryna social beef, don't write me
Nigga, or don't tag me in no fucking post
Them people said that I did what, and I'm like, "Woah"
Bro had popped up out that cut with that woah
The way I ran them bands up had me like, "Woah"
You do it with no hands, girl, got me like, "Woah"
"Dot, let me hold something," stupid bitch, no
You know it's a Drac' around anywhere I go
Baby, I got money now, I do what I want
It's one opp, I won't gun him down, I want him in the trunk
True like I'm a Buddha, have them boys crack your medula
Bitch, we crueler than an average cruel motherfucker toolies
Talking money, wanna learn? That's no problem, I'll school you
Real problem, ain't no money makers, everybody shooters
Pull up, pull up, homicide, chop sound like a tank
Any time that money hit my line, I be on my way
We be riding to that other side when it's broad day
Don't wanna die, you better think twice about the words you say
Pussy niggas don't like me
What a nigga wanna do though?
I ain't tryna social beef, don't write me
Nigga, or don't tag me in no fucking post
Them people said that I did what, and I'm like, "Woah"
Bro had popped up out that cut with that woah
The way I ran them bands up had me like, "Woah"
You do it with no hands, girl, got me like, "Woah"
End up like the last nigga died just for a post
Wanna get shot in your shit and lay there cold on the floor?
Want us sitting at your house waiting 'til your ass come home?
Do you want a candlelight? Do you want a funeral?
Woah, I be tryna see what niggas on
I know they say to each his own, you better not get involved
I'm a lil' nigga, I can touch the big dog
Get you topped off, all I make is one call
Pussy niggas don't like me
What a nigga wanna do though?
I ain't tryna social beef, don't write me
Nigga, or don't tag me in no fucking post
Them people said that I did what, and I'm like, "Woah"
Bro had popped up out that cut with that woah
The way I ran them bands up had me like, "Woah"
You do it with no hands, girl, got me like, "Woah"
Ayy, nigga, woah
(Ki, you cooked this?)
Ayy, ha
Pussy niggas don't like me
What a nigga wanna do though?
I ain't tryna social beef, don't write me
Nigga, or don't tag me in no fucking post
Them people said that I did what, and I'm like, "Woah"
Bro had popped up out that cut with that woah
The way I ran them bands up had me like, "Woah"
You do it with no hands, girl, got me like, "Woah"
"Dot, let me hold something," stupid bitch, no
You know it's a Drac' around anywhere I go
Baby, I got money now, I do what I want
It's one opp, I won't gun him down, I want him in the trunk
True like I'm a Buddha, have them boys crack your medula
Bitch, we crueler than an average cruel motherfucker toolies
Talking money, wanna learn? That's no problem, I'll school you
Real problem, ain't no money makers, everybody shooters
Pull up, pull up, homicide, chop sound like a tank
Any time that money hit my line, I be on my way
We be riding to that other side when it's broad day
Don't wanna die, you better think twice about the words you say
Pussy niggas don't like me
What a nigga wanna do though?
I ain't tryna social beef, don't write me
Nigga, or don't tag me in no fucking post
Them people said that I did what, and I'm like, "Woah"
Bro had popped up out that cut with that woah
The way I ran them bands up had me like, "Woah"
You do it with no hands, girl, got me like, "Woah"
End up like the last nigga died just for a post
Wanna get shot in your shit and lay there cold on the floor?
Want us sitting at your house waiting 'til your ass come home?
Do you want a candlelight? Do you want a funeral?
Woah, I be tryna see what niggas on
I know they say to each his own, you better not get involved
I'm a lil' nigga, I can touch the big dog
Get you topped off, all I make is one call
Pussy niggas don't like me
What a nigga wanna do though?
I ain't tryna social beef, don't write me
Nigga, or don't tag me in no fucking post
Them people said that I did what, and I'm like, "Woah"
Bro had popped up out that cut with that woah
The way I ran them bands up had me like, "Woah"
You do it with no hands, girl, got me like, "Woah"
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, William Boyette
