[Intro]
(Hahahaha, aye) Uh
Uh
(Turn me up)
(For real)
(Aye I'm really that nigga right here)
(Aye it's like, every time I just look straight at this motherfucker I'm on go mode)
Uh
(For real)
Uh
[Verse 1]
I'm not with the politics but I'm handling shit like the president, uh (Not with the politics, for real)
He owed up put his hand on the table like go get the saw I'ma sever it, uh (Baw!)
She don't do shit but she beggin'
If you feel a certain way about her then tell her
Shootin' that switch shit flyin' like [?] (Blllt)
If she tryna fuck don't reply to her message ([?] reply)
Uh, high as shit flyin' through time I'm travelin'
I ain't had shit with these racks I'ma [?]
Switch on the AP it'll do damage (Wop)
That nigga broke gettin' paid by [?]
Fuck paparazzi I'm duckin' the cameras (Fuck paparazzi, hah)
If I break a sweat get the bitch to come fan me
Taxin' the block but it's free if you family (Taxin' the block)
Bitch
Put a sack on his top get him cleared by nighttime
If I got a gun why the fuck would I fight? (Boom!)
I got him blew 'cause I wasn't on fight time (Uh uh, woah)
We step, get you stretched at the right time (We step)
And I bet, your killers ain't shittin' like mine (I bet)
Niggas dyin' 'cause we do not waste no time (Glllt, blaw!)
Tell him slide and go let that drac' thing fly (Baw baw baw, baw!)
Uh, workin' no nine-to-five (Yeah)
So many bands comin' that they floatin' (They floatin')
Uh, she want me to fuck I'm on Xans' and Wock' I'm like no way I'm fuckin' I'm croakin' (Xans' and Wock', [?], yeah)
Uh, fuckin' her rough and she throwin' me fuck 'less I put her on her head and choak her (Unless I choak then I-)
Uh, she was like my hands were soft as fuck while I'm squeezin' her hips and smokin' her (Yeah, uh uh uh)
[Refrain]
(Mob! Mob!)
Yeah, yeah for real
(Squeezing her hips and smoking her)
(Yeah)
[?] right here (Stroking her, yeah)
(Yeah) (Hah) Wop (And smoking her)
(Wopo!) Wopo, haha (Mob)
Yeah (Turn me up Jourdan), bitch, yeah (Wop, heh, bitch) (Ha, for real)
[Verse 2]
Uh, plenty niggas want me gone I don't give a fuck I just got to live with it (Yeah, uh)
Young nigga I had to rob but I had to cut it out 'cause I'ma meal ticket (Bitch I'ma [?])
Uh, I had smoke sum' back in the day and the fucked up part is I'm wit' it
I got some niggas I'm tryna give smoke so I'm payin' them shooters to deal with it, uh
Beat the pussy I know I hurt plenty feelings
Ain't buy the coke 'cause I think it was fent' in it ([?] fent' on it)
Junkie hit it and he died in his kitchen (Junkie he died, uh, uh, died)
If he would've made it he would've been trippin'
I problem was giving my all to niggas
When I fell I ain't get a call from niggas (Nah for real, uh)
She was the two, something what I'ma do when I sit on the toilet nigga
12 on me for the drugs in the trenches (Huh?)
Fuckin' this bitch I was suckin' on her nipples (Uh, suckin' on her nipples)
You don't know the Reaper he gon' come and get you ([?]!)
I fly through my city with stick and my glizzy
Check in my pocket a big bank [?]
She touchin' my jeans and feelin' my genitals (Woah, touchin' my balls)
I'm not tryna miss when I hit I'ma end you (For real)
I wasn't on shit but I caught him and sent him (I caught him and -blaw!)
Uh, rockin' the hat on my head, pilgrim (Pilgrim)
Bitch doin' magic tricks, Matilda (Matilda)
Not slaves but my niggas run I'ma shield 'em (Not slaves)
Tell the opps stay out my way 'fore I kill 'em (Stay out my way)
12 like "Somebody dropped, who did it?" (Uh, 12 on me)
They say it's me way from the way I be livin' (For real)
Casin' the block nigga got caught slippin' (Woop)
[Outro]
(Skrt)
For real ([?] slippin')
Keep on casin'
Keep on [?] around
All or nothin' bitch
And I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing
(Double up)
(Hop out shit)
(Mob)
Wop was written by UNKWN & Richie Louie & Coleman & No Savage.
Wop was produced by UNKWN & Richie Louie & Coleman.