blckk - woah lyrics
[intro]
you know he’s gonna get you, right?
who are you talking about?
(teenage disaster…)
brrt, woah, yeah
he don’t f+ck around, i hit my burner phone and whip it ‘fore he gone
i flip his f+cking sons, right before he blow, woah
[chorus]
w+w+wish him dead, i put sh+t to bed, i’m not what you read
b+tch, i’m pickin’ lead, you look just like you a f+ckin’ fed
[verse 1]
k!ll his friends, b+tch, i put an end to his f+ckin’ head
b+tch, i’m set, what i said, i meant, b+tch, don’t come again
this ain’t that, not no f+ckin’ threat, b+tch, i beat that bet
pay my rent, i’m just f+ckin’ proud that i made that dent
spend two more then hit the corner store to pick two .40’s, bro
emptied out, i hit that sh+t again and wake up on the floor
burn that f+ckin’ vеnue up as soon we walk through the door
put my f+ckin’ namе up on the list, that’s what i did for
[chorus]
wish him dead, i put sh+t to bed, i’m not what you read
b+tch, i’m pickin’ lead, you look just like you a f+ckin’ fed
wish him dead, i put sh+t to bed, i’m not what you read
(b+tch, i’m pickin’ lead, you look just like you a f+ckin’ fed)
you look just like you a f+ckin’ f+
[verse 2]
warm it up, i put that sh+t you dropped inside a f+ckin’ box
like disrespect, sh+t you read about, hope you f+ckin’ rot
can’t get caught, i did that sh+t so clean but not no f+ckin’ bot
just hit his f+ckin’ spot, i want him gone, i (pow, pow, pow)
blood on my shirt, b+tch, somebody get hurt
you can’t f+ck up my work, i did it at birth
guess that’s something i learnt, been this way since birth
i f+cking earned, all that sh+t i put
in my f+cking blood, take my point, crack that f+cking sh+t up
bet that sh+t get real
[hook]
woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!)
woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah!
woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!)
woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah! (yeah!) woah!
[chorus]
wish him dead, i put sh+t to bed, i’m not what you read
b+tch, i’m pickin’ lead, you look just like you a f+ckin’ fed
wish him dead, i put sh+t to bed, i’m not what you read
(b+tch, i’m pickin’ lead, you look just like you a f+ckin’ fed)
you look just like you a f+ckin’ f+
[outro]
(you know he’s gonna get you…)
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