"Wockheart" lyrics

Diamonds all over my neck
I ain't ever break a sweat
I could fuck if she let
Yeah I'm gripping on a tech
Riding down Boulevard in a fucking foreign car
Bitch you know that I'm a star
Bitches know that I'm a star
Play a bitch like a Wii
Now she tryna smoke my weed
I don't do this shit for free
Nigga gotta pay the fees
Niggas tryna keep peace
Know I stay with the piece
Bitch I'm hot in the cold
Look at my wrist yeah it's snow
Riding in a two door
Pour a four in my Faygo
Stack it like Lego's
Hole in him like a bagel
Hop in that coupe do the dash
Yeah I got a lot of cash
She stuck on me like a rash
That lil bitch ain't gon last
Sip slow live fast
Ride around with a mask
She gon do me like a task
I fuck with her
Cause her ass is fat
Margiela all on my clothes
Swim in that hoe like a boat
Niggas don't want no smoke
Hit him with a no smoke
Pockets on Sumo
Balling like two four
Get it by the boatloat
Pockets on overload
She suck my dick on the road
She said her throat was swole
I don't even give a fuck though
I just want the pesos
Okay you got a Draco
I got a big pole
Shoot your ass in your nose
Wake up smell the rolls
And I'm off a xan hoe
Hope I don't overdose
Catch me at the Citgo
Fucking on two hoes

Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt
Sippin' on the Wockhardt, Sippin' on the Wockhardt