[Intro]
(Thank You Fizzle)
[Chorus: Thirsty P]
I pour me a ten, I feel inebriated
The homies 'bout to squabble, I'ma instigate it
This West codeine rap we innovated
Took the Wock' and red, then I integrated
Too many blue hundreds, man, I feel confused
Ayy, free my crody-cro and Whoody made the news
My nigga got shot drivin' his foreign
He didn't hit the doctor, he just threw on Neosporin
[Verse 1: Desto Dubb]
Wock' in my cup real potent
Dropped my phone five times, still ain't broke it
I know it ain't Runtz, but the shit still smokin'
I know she got tonsils, but the bitch ain't chokin'
It's hot as fuck, bitch, but my wrist still frozen
I've been waitin' all night for this here moment
You can be what you want, just don't be a rodent
It's four in the mornin' and my chain still glowin'
Still remember when I caught the bus with my coke in
Nigga in the field, bitch thought I was coachin'
I part the Red Sea, I'm the Wockhardt Moses
(I'm the Wockhardt Moses)
[Chorus: Thirsty P]
I pour me a ten, I feel inebriated
The homies 'bout to squabble, I'ma instigate it
This West codeine rap we innovated
Took the Wock' and red, then I integrated
Too many blue hundreds, man, I feel confused
Ayy, free my crody-cro and Whoody made the news
My nigga got shot drivin' his foreign
He didn't hit the doctor, he just threw on Neosporin
[Verse 2: Warhol.SS]
From the West to the 'Raq, I want top shelf, ayy
Nigga front his whole move, he ain't no help
And they say them young niggas wreckless, test it
Better use your head 'fore he send 'em through a message
Rich nigga shit, you can't relate
Tennis chains hittin' like Serena, we gon' get the cake
Bake a nigga traphouse, put him on a hotplate
When I fuck a model, I need thick shit, ain't no debate
Get up in them guts, we go up, ayy
Put her in a foreign, I just caught her on the bus, ayy, ayy
I got ready girls, bring 'em to a ready world
Dropped a bag on her friend, she the brown Muriel
[Chorus: Thirsty P]
I pour me a ten, I feel inebriated
The homies 'bout to squabble, I'ma instigate it
This West codeine rap we innovated
Took the Wock' and red, then I integrated
Too many blue hundreds, man, I feel confused
Ayy, free my crody-cro and Whoody made the news
My nigga got shot drivin' his foreign
He didn't hit the doctor, he just threw on Neosporin
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