(Intro: White $osa, Drake, & Lil Juice)
Tay Keith, this too hard
Damn, was that trey? Say less
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah
Yeah, ay, Woah gang
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
(Chorus)
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
We overlook on hate now taking flights across the globe (We gone)
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
SOS-Amazing bout to glow, glow, glow
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
Litty in the party watch us hit the lawn mow
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
Dripping on you bitches by the low, low, low (We dripping)
(Verse 1)
I'm bout to blow like a rocket
I got the plug ain't a need for a socket
Hoe said I'm popping I feel like a choppa
I got the sauce got me feeling like rasta (Yeah)
Hoe wanna fuck but my dick is so boujee
Bitch I'm a dog yeah I'm coming like Scooby
Never had juice now I got me some groupies
Lately been balling I'm feeling like Rudy
10 racks in my jeans, was so broke, now I'm up for real
Got it on my own, with no help, I don't need a deal
Diamonds are so froze, ou I'm cold, now I got the chills
I ain't tryna brag, I'm just up, gotta keep it real
Woah gang, big thangs, riding don't switch lanes
Now I'm getting rich, know we all getting free change
Whole lotta money, now I flex making big gains
Fuck a bad broad, lil hoe how my dick taste
Foot on they neck (Bitch, hey)
Thousands on checks (Bitch, hey)
I just had a wreck (Bitch, hey)
I might cop a vet (Bitch, Hey)
Breaking these bitches for sure that (Hun)
I just went copped a new Rolex (Hun)
Your bitch favourite rapper you know that (Hun)
You say you got ice but you stole that (Hun)
I just fucked a bad bitch
She knew how to gag dick
Say I'm lit like Travis
In love with my fashion
These haters be talking I feel they got [?]
But really be bitches like Hannah Montana
They envy my juice coming just like a Jammer
Got racks in my pocket, can't touch me like hammer
Bitch I'm on fire I feel like a torch
Hoes on my balls I ain't talking no sport
Slick want a Benz, but maybe a Porsche
Cuban all lightning, It's coming like Thor
(Bridge)
I just want the bag bitch, ha not you hoe
Baby I'm so smooth like some oil, yeah that crystal
Wrist shining like glass, like the sun hitting the window
Bitch don't call me cuz, homie I am not your kinfolk
(Verse 2)
Tay Keith hit me up, he said "It's time my boy Sosa"
That's another banger think I'm taking shit over
Woah gang coming with me I stay down for my brothers
Fax, my family real cause I can see through a cobra (Bitch)
(Chorus)
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
We overlook on hate now taking flights across the globe (We gone)
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
SOS-Amazing bout to glow, glow, glow
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
Litty in the party watch us hit the lawn mow
Woah, Woah, Woah woah woah (Woah gang)
Dripping on you bitches by the low, low, low (We dripping)
WoahFlow was written by White $osa.
WoahFlow was produced by Tay Keith.
White $osa released WoahFlow on Mon Jul 08 2019.