a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

wops gng wolfpack - headtopaz lyrics

[chorus hilds son]:
imma put a f-cking shot through your headtop
strap by my side yeah that’s a big glock
p-ssy talking up smash his head on the blacktop
glitter on me yeah you know that sh-t be big rocks
ice gleamin yeah that be big rocks
smokes in gucci shoes dozas in the flip flops
money on me yeah that be big stocks
smokes in gucci shoes dozas in the flip flops
money on me yeah that be big stocks
smokes in gucci shoes dozas in the flip flops

[verse 1 smokehan]:
smokehan put a shot through your f-cking headtop
i got that gucci tie me up but we never on lock
sparks flying in the air when doza pull up with his rocks
and we never lacking faded still on the sp-ce wok
yeah i’m trapping with the boys eyes open like a hawk
smoke’s in gucci shoes fastened in the porsche like deadlock
running gucci shoes fastened in the porsche like deadlock
smokes in gucci shoes fastened with your b-tch she run top
yeah i run up to the party with your b-tch she scream at ease
then i’m pulling out my sleeper and she saying daddy please
mama don’t come home crying when you smelling that febreeze
but i really like the loud it’s like i’m flying on the trees yeah yeah
no we ain’t here to do no deadtalk
likkle boy he go higher than my headtop
gucci all on me yeah that’s the lifestyle
and i fire from all angles like a shortstop

[verse 2: hilds son and doza]:
flip flops big rocks diamonds on me dance
gonna cop a house up in the hills with me and all my mans
got goyard on my phonecase imma break the bank
never wanna touch that p-ssy if it’s got a fishy stink
imma stack that money up stack that money up
got that d-ck up her in her tummy in her tummy yeah
and these b-tches acting funny acting funny yeah
got that d-ck up in her tummy in her tummy yeah

[bride: doza]:
it’s doza yeah i know that you heard of me
pull up on your block spray my glock to your headtop
these p-ssy boys running round with the fake flops
talk up to me get the 1 2 and f-cking drop

[verse 3: chocolatesimile]:
got a .45 not a skeng
and your b-tch looking peng
and she sucking on my d-ck yeah i call that my thang
bullets biting like a fang
diamonds shining johnny dang
bounce out with my shooters yeah im letting your head rang
from oak v to the city
yeah i’m coming with my bitties
spray yo block leave you sh-tty
got 2 44s like some t-tties
yeah she sucking on my d-cky
hit your head with a bl!cky
f-ck your mom
f-ck your mom and your sissy yeah yeah

- wops gng wolfpack lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS