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$wagg - word on the street lyrics

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hook~
word on the streets i’m worth a couple kilos
plus i’m deals f-cking with the migos
threw my arm out with the desert eagal
potato on the barrel to scare the people
jojogang lets get it
wugaworld lets get it
cmb lets get it
fbg lets get it

swagg~
i can give to f-cks about the fame
before this rap sh-t i still had a name
i’z up for my n-ggas insane
die l’z for the mother f-cking lames
shout out to the hustlers in the getho
shout out to the backers in the trap
my b-tch foreign barber is the lack
i just want neck than you can have her back
these hoes they basic
i flex this money p-ssy weed n-gga take it
i like my drink all black i’m a waster
but i do love p-ssy thats my ocasic
you n-ggas p-ssy just face it
roll up a dust than i face it
we then drink to much liqour smoke to much dope now my n-ggas ain’t patient

hook~
word on the streets i’m worth a couple kilos
plus i’m deals f-cking with the migos
threw my arm out with the desert eagal
potato on the barrel to scare the people
jojogang go crazy
wugaworld go crazy
mob go crazy
crazyville go crazy

$wagg~
i got young n-ggas hanging out the window
30 shots 50 shots extendos
cut a n-gga off like a demo
make the drummer sound make a n-gga feel the temple
marrow in his mouth like dentis
skeet it and return like a rental
scared go to church or a temple
for this rap sh-t more than intrumental

hook~
word on the streets i’m worth a couple kilos
plus i’m deals f-cking with the migos
threw my arm out with the desert eagal
potato on the barrel to scare the people
jojogang lets get it
wugaworld lets get it
mob lets get it
fbg lets get it

$wagg~
i don’t never tuck my chain
pull it we gone treat him like a lame
put some new fresh air in his brain
finny opp we treat them all the same
copy cats n-gga we is not the same
driving foreign f-cking foreign all the same
f-ck your friend all about the game
got 30 better bring yo thing
everything designers n-gga got a problem
automatic choppar automatic softer
shooter up in broaddays
shooter up in hart
it don’t take none i just gotta cop it
i should have a regerstrolled by my d-ck
cause these broke b-tches ain’t getting sh-t
and i’m live from the squad and the brick
this ain’t a game this my mother f-cking clip

hook~
word on the streets i’m worth a couple kilos
plus i’m deals f-cking with the migos
threw my arm out with the desert eagal
potato on the barrel to scare the people
jojogang go crazy
wugaworld go crazy
mob gor crazy
crazyville go crazy



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