WOOLIST

[Intro]
Gra, gra, gra, gra
Yozora
Gang, gang, gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Hand on the glizzy (What?)
JJ he driving on missions
Grrt
Tinted the V so it's dark when we spinning
Shots at the

[Chorus]
You could get shot if you jack choo
I see a opp and I drop folk
I be scorin' on court without coach
And the treeshas and babas, we got those
You could get shot if you jack choo
I see a opp and I drop folk
I be scorin' on court without coach
And the treeshas and babas, we got those

[Verse 1]
Baby, I'm woo, jackin' the choo, I'ma shoot
Shout out to cuz, Nappy Blue, I know you fell
Just caught a opp, do the dash on the belt
I'm with the beef, I be callin' myself
Shot on the floor got you callin' for help (Pussy)
She gon' ask spin through the Floss, I doubt that, that nigga lied
Smoking on Nick, a nigga be high
Get shot if you choo, you one of them guys

[Chorus]
You could get shot if you jack choo
I see a opp and I drop folk
I be scorin' on court without coach
And the treeshas and babas, we got those

[Verse 2]
No shine and we still drop the choo all the time
From the Floss, 0 block to the 9 with the locs I be losing my mind
RJ gon' catch him in traffic, we spinnin', we causin' a havoc
And I still make my lil' homie blast it, Trey Suvy, I'm calling him savage

[Chorus]
You could get shot if you jack choo
I see a opp and I drop folk
I be scorin' on court without coach
And the treeshas and babas, we got those

[Verse 3]
Kicking his candles like, "Fuck it"
Nick Blixky dead, he got turned into nothin'
Coka came home cause he tellin' (He snitch)
Keep the Dior 'cause it's holdin' my weapon
Baby, come suck on this treasure
You know what I'm jackin', we do it better
Bitch, I am not folk and you know that
Real sniper gang, no Kodak
Bitch, I'm Dafi Woo, where the hoes at?
And I'm shootin' if he tryna choo back

[Pre-Chorus]
Dafi Woo, you know that I keep me a Glock or two
If I call the treys, they gon flock at you
I'm the big falayo but I'm rocking blue
Look, Dafi Woo you know that I keep me a Glock or two
If I call the treys, they gon flock at you
I'm the big falayo but I'm rocking blue

[Chorus]
You could get shot if you jack choo
I see a opp and I drop folk
I be scorin' on court without coach
And the treeshas and babas, we got those