apollo10k - “woah” lyrics
[intro: apollo10k]
i got a 40 this b-tch got a beam
if a n-gga want smoke ima up for the green
if she f-ckin’ then she f-ckin’ the team
i got money on me n-ggas know how i be
she take a seat i said get on yo knees
better give me that top i ain’t f-ckin’ for free
run up on me and a n-gga gon’ see
ima up on that b-tch till’ he beggin’ me please
[verse 1: apollo10k]
they say that he talkin’ hot and a n-gga gon’ pop
i know that n-gga a b-tch
run up on me or the gang and t gon’ aim
you know lil bro keep a stick
and i see dat boa onna block, pull up to his spot
i shoot 30 i won’t miss
and i know these n-ggas don’t do it these n-ggas jus talk
choppa gon’ show you a b-tch
and we know you hidin’ so get the f-ck outta’ yo crib
before my n-ggas comin’ in
who that n-gga say he rich well i’m gon hit a l!ck
ima’ run off with yo sh-t
and i don’t give a f-ck who them n-ggas say they is
this 40 regardless gon’ hit
100,000 in my muhf-ckin’ pockets they big
all this designer i drip
if you test me lil n-gga i’ll show you that i am no b-tch
i keep 30 in the clip
run up on me and i shoot yo -ss down with a stick
ima’ go add to the list
[verse 2: bloutboi]
i might go add to the… told em’ go
i might go add to the… blout
aye
told em’ go add to the list
aye bro p-ss me the beat because i’m finna’ k!ll it
i haven’t been with yo b-tch in a minute
but i swear she love it when i be up in it
up in her mouth just like i was a dentist
lil blood will cap em’ like dennis the menace
you come in the pavement i swear you won’t finish
cleaning yo house like we washin’ the dishes
no time for the fake don’t got time for the snitches
aye, uppin’ this b-tch like these n-ggas ain’t looking for me
ain’t gotta worry a thing
ain’t got no patience for b-tches and n-ggas who lying
put that on my granny’ kids
n-ggas investing a check just so you get respect
making plays in the day with the money none less
got my n-ggas riding with me, might be holding on the semi’
cause we all riding dirty fo’ honcho get a hemi’
got my all black jeans, got some blood on the tip
couldn’t give the top so there’s nut on her lip
and she twerking on the d-ck with a gun on her hip
can’t be broke in the game get a play and get flipped
ooou, d-mn
blout
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