judah morrison - wock lyrics
in the crib with my queen fina count a bag
i dont even want that louie it ain’t got the tag
#1 opp that n+gga a pack
gotta stand on that sh+t you call a n+gga a rat
or apologize
i been drinking wocky with the st.idez
got off a couple times with the same gun
thank god i got my daddy in me ain’t run
gotta keep it on you these youngins a stretch you
that cutter turning youngins into vegatables
so many blues ain’t no way you ain’t f+ck sh+t up
so many blues it ain’t no way you ain’t got paper cuts
i done ran up 28 and it ain’t even lunch
i done ran up 28 and it ain’t even d+mn
i just hit from the back while she on her lunch
n+ggas still inboxing can’t even f+ck
still be in them same hoods still dont give a f+ck
really be out n+ggas way but sometime man that cuttеr
got a mind of its own them bluetips gone f+ck you all thе way over thats on the bros
if i could bring him back just to hear this song
if i could bring him back would he k!ll me first
n+ggas be crying out we be really hurt
that pack calling out hear him from the dirt
we gone get some money or we gone die trying
i like them tiger stripes on my little lion
i dont care that sh+t ain’t perfect bae that sh+t mine
3x+ i got wocky in 8oz this like 3 lines
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