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ty benjamin - wock lyrics

chorus:
aye, i just saw the plug and had to run off
that’s, big cap
i could’ve let my gun off
drop top, raise the roof, cut the sun off
dropped, the op with 29, i was one off

hook:
this a mop, this is not a glock
that is not a wife, that b-tch is a thot
she, fuck a lot
and plot on niggas guap
mama told me stop
trappin’, she sound wock

first verse:
head shot
fuck is niggas doing with a vest
call my nigga glizz up, he the jet
op nigga jetting out the jects that he rest
thot b-tches tryna’ line him for me
now he fessed
i just, finished spinning through the pz
that shit was dead
speeding through the motherfucking
six oh with a tec
smoking dolo out the pack
i wish the opposition death
bun up
now his ashes the grabba in my spliff
wait, i don’t wanna fight through a text
im on yo’ block now
don’t get shot down tryna impress
a b-tch, that let everybody hit
you wifed, the b-tch
same hoe i told this
lil b-tch, suck a nigga d-ck
make a nigga feel good
then she tried to kiss
told that, b-tch
save that shit for your d-mn kids
got topped by his thot
and the drop on where the op live

chorus:
aye, i just saw the plug and had to run off
that’s, big cap
i could’ve let my gun off
drop top, raise the roof, cut the sun off
dropped, the op with 29, i was one off

hook:
this a mop, this is not a glock
that is not a wife, that b-tch is a thot
she, fuck a lot
and plot on niggas guap
mama told me stop
trappin’, she sound wock

second verse:
im upset, can’t begin to guess
why you was talking hot
but ain’t get shot yet
hop in the tesla, like, what is next?
hm, d-mn, what the fuck
b-tton do i press?
im tryna spin, spin, spin
on this nigga set
i been, out all day, ain’t catch an op yet
where you at?, (hello?)
are you there?, (who is this?)
thought you was fit, how you scared?, (wtf)
told him drop a dot to his block, gps
exit out the showroom
spin the block, in a benz
hold up wait, not a test
if i miss one
spin the block once again
stopped at a thot, b-tch with her friends
can i get the drop on them guys over there?
she said, “they all live scattered through this block”, i said “d-mn”
im spinning like a fan
chopper waving like a hand

chorus:
aye, i just saw the plug and had to run off
that’s, big cap
i could’ve let my gun off
drop top, raise the roof, cut the sun off
dropped, the op with 29, i was one off

hook:
this a mop, this is not a glock
that is not a wife, that b-tch is a thot
she, fuck a lot
and plot on niggas guap
mama told me stop
trappin’, she sound wock

- ty benjamin lyrics

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