"WU WU" lyrics

I got your boy fucked up, like he on lithium
I ain't crashin' out, I'm crashin' into him
Pull up and I sticky him, get rid of him, you're facing a fly
Stop texting me, acting like you hate [?] (Sorry)
The only one who's shootin' name is 'Me'
He actin' like he don't have a heart, so I'm just makin' him bleed
I gotta see, gotta check, gotta know, gotta flex
I can bench your Venus shawty, hundred eighty-seven reps
OG Bang Bang, baby, runnin' Wu-Chang
Long story short, If you cross me, It's a Tang-Tang
Rawr-rawr, I'll put your teeth at my Labubu

You runnin' from the cops? Should be runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Runnin' from the cops? Should be runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Wu-Wu, Wu-Wu, runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Runnin' from the cops? Should be runnin' from Wu Chang

Karnage, this be the age of the con
I made everybody panic, they be ringin' the alarm (Sheesh)
Aim for your head, like bitch be calm (Calm)
Anymore screaming and everbody gone
I elevate, they don't get the level that we on (Woo)
Wu-Chang cypher, make everbody (Run)
Don't wanna be dodging the bullets, you're not the one (Nah)
Who be the mothafuckin' Don?
We could bury anybody, everybody be thinkin' they're heavy
They ain't never gettin' to this level, they're thinkin', they're ready
Trippin' on the rythm, everybody be thinkin' we're steady
Run up in your nightmare with a blade, they be callin' me Freddy

(Ah-yeah)
Runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Wu-Wu, Wu-Wu, runnin' from the Wu-Wu (Wha')
Runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Wu-Wu, Wu-Wu, runnin' from the Wu-Wu

Wu-Chang on the chain but you can't read
I'm tatted up from my cuffs to my pas sleeve
Spit bars in your dream so you can't sleep
Granny split a hole in your throat so you can't breath
Them other labels, tellin' fables and they fuckin' up
Silly bots make it look like they comin' up
But nothin' fake about a granny with a button tuck
Pull up to to your spot, let them bullets make you double touch
(Wu-Wu)

Wu-Wu, Wu-Wu, runnin' from the Wu-Wu (Wha')
Runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Runnin' from the cops? Should be runnin' from Wu-Chang

If we don't do it, then who can?
None of them labels straight bussin' like Wu-Chang
Who sang? Ground house, kick him like Lu Kang
Put him in the box for the cream like Wu-Tang (Bring yo' money)
Seen your girl at my show, she was movin' thirsty
Broke up with my shawty 'cause my ex cursed me
Found OTT put him in a hearse
Jimmy and Zo had him cryin' like we in the nursery (Woo)
If it can't kill me, then it don't hurt me (Nah)
Still bang banging, I'ma make him lean (Make him lean)
Venus ain't shit, I'ma wipe it clean (Clean)
Wipe it clean, me and Ollie G about to make a scene (Hi)

Pull up in a black coupe, black suit
Got a baddie in the front seat, she got tattoos
Big Wu, you know that's who
We got the whole block jumpin' when we come through, but what's new?
What's new? Man It's ice on the dragon (Dragon)
Yeah, the deal was big but I'm still stackin' (Stackin')
You know every track hit, it just keep happening
Big Drac' on the side, If I catch him lackin'
Cut the beat and we still dancin'
She got me feelin' on her boobies in a mansion
Queen guts like the seats went tannin'
I keep a Colt like my last name Manny
I keep a Colt like my name Billy D, still pimp, still mothafuckin' G
Wu-Chang still every fuckin' thing, all these other record labels ever wanted to be

I ain't never had a hand out, just double my steps
Took the pain from my passport under my vest
Now the weight on my chest, turn to diamonds I flex
But I never lost my soul, that's the part I protect
Ain't too much I ain't seen, out of left for respect
Keept it quiet through the storm, now I'm chasin' a check
Couple losses, have me movin' like I'm chasin' the deck
All that love, turned to silence, now watch me project
I was raised were your silence speak louder than proof
Had to grind while they slept, now I'm taxing the truth
Ain't no mercy in my chest, only pressure and roots
They was playin' out before, I just rally'd the troops

Wu-Wu, Wu-Wu, runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Wu-Wu, Wu-Wu, runnin' from the Wu-Wu
Runnin' from the cops? You should run' from Iron

(Alright)
Beat a [?] with a bat, It's a pop fly
Barry Bonds with a slugger, I'm a bad guy
Wu-Chang chain on my neck, this mob ties
Walked up in the label talkin shit? Yeah, you gon' die
You ever seen a dead body? Close your eyes
Venus records is a body farm in disguise
Kicked the door, I met a records like Suge Knight
Only to learn they employ like five guys
And if I see Glitch, It's on sight
I'ma slap that bitch until he's cockeyed
I just left a chopa scene, drive by
Y'all should have beef with them pussies from South Side

(Wu-Wu)