WOAH! Freestyle

WOAH! Freestyle
[Chorus - LOD]
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And I)
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And stones)

[Verse 1 - LOD]
I’m back on my GOAT shit (Yeah, GOAT shit!)
They don’t know me cause they don’t know shit (They don’t know!)
Rock the boat, bitch, I make the boat flip (Make it flip)
Making waves in this bitch, Frank Ocean (Ah shit)
Yeah, swimming with the sharks now (With the sharks, yeah!)
And I’m shooting my shot, I’ma ball out (I’ma ball!)
Like I pulled all my hair with my bare hands (Bare hands)
Left them upside down like a headstand (Yuh)
Yeah, dead (Dead)
Didn’t know the cause (Nah, nah)
And I left them bleeding out, man, they need a gauze (Uh huh)
Yeah, he paid the price, didn’t know the cost (Bang, bang)
Now they looking at me like a fucking God (Woah, woah)
Their egos so fragile (What)
And they looking at me like an asshole (Woah, woah)
I don’t need no fucking prayers, bitch
You hope I die? That's a death wish

[Chorus - LOD]
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And I)
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And stones)

[Verse 2 - NINETY SIX]
Za pack got a nigga like Woah! (Woah!)
Keep one rolled just in case I gotta go (I gotta go)
Designer step, got Margiella on my toe (Big stepping)
Shots at your head, they gon’ fly through your ‘fro (boop, boop, boop)
I’m Big Brady, way I slang it down the end zone (Slang)
Had to cut her off talking ‘bout a friend zone (Uh huh)
I’m Big Brady if I pass it, it’s a spiral
Thick ladies in my clips going viral (Make it shake)
Damn, yeah, that’s an earthquake (Damn)
Big stepper, me and LOD? We make the earth shake (Shake)
Ya’ll think you touching grass, we know that the turf fake (Yeah, it’s fake)
All up in these hoes, I’m just tryna up the birth rate (Got it up)
Hypocrite, I might feed that bitch a Plan B (Yeah)
Always come in handy, eat it like it’s candy (Like it’s candy)
All my lyrics popping off the page, nigga Stan Lee (My God)
Death been around the kid, Billy and Mandy

[Chorus - LOD]
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And I)
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And stones)

[Verse 3]
Aww, all they wanna do is whine now (Boo hoo)
Man, these motherfucking kids need a timeout (Wah wah)
Poked the bear, and they wanna see what I’m ‘bout
Fuck around, trust me, you gonna find out
I’m reaching heights you will never see (Never see)
You don’t wanna ever try to take a pen from me (Pen from me)
In my books, that’s a motherfucking penalty, (Penalty)
Bitch, that’s bars in the penitentiary (‘tentiary)
Wait hold up, I ain’t done yet (I ain’t done yet)
Trapped inside my head like a bonnet (Like a bonnet)
Rapping underground, bitch, I’m above that (I’m above that)
Home running this shit, no ball bat (No ball bat)
Uh, in other words, I run this house (Run it)
It’s a cat and mouse game, but I am not the mouse (I’m not)
I got a beast inside, I gotta let them out (I gotta)
Got a feast in mind, you know I’m shouting out (LoD!)

[Chorus - LOD]
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And I)
Sit back, leave them looking like “Woah!” (Like woah)
They don’t really got a fucking clue what I know (I know)
They don’t really got a fucking clue where I’d go (I’d go)
When they talking all that shit, that’s sticks and stones (And I)