Woah

[Chorus]

Woah, woah, know I get higher than you (Woah, woah)

Fuck more hoes then you (Woah, woah), I ain't got no points to prove (Woah, woah)

I got lot of exotic vibes, who will never approach you (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

I got lot of paid off cars, none are rented, ooh (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Nah, I ain't sayin' traffickin', but she work for me, who? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah

[Verse 1]

Yeah, she know im a slime, run in my flesh, my genes

My shooters active, 30, it's special, no beam

My shooter's list they get that drop on your teams

Say you get money, you trappin', where are your fiends?

It's early morning, I count the colored greens

Tucked between it, shit, iron on me

That damn nigga broke, you can't know what I mean

I be around killers, nah, they ain't got no IG

Got customized drip, got fur that cover my knees

You take my chain, gotta bury me, ain't going out like no hoe

Get thirty-K just for a show, the cars you jump in get towed

You sellin' somethin', where your post?

And I'm going straight to the moon and you know

[Chorus]

Woah, woah, know I get higher than you (Woah, woah)

Fuck more hoes then you (Woah, woah), I ain't got no points to prove (Woah, woah)

I got lot of exotic vibes, who will never approach you (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

I got lot of paid off cars, none are rented, ooh (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Nah, I ain't sayin' traffickin', but she work for me, who? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah (Ooh, ooh)

[Verse 2]

Fuck is you doing little boy?

Yeah, you know we hood, I'm makin' the noise

I'm YSL, we makin' all the noise

We cause a mess, we killin' all these boys

All of my shooters, they tatted on face

I got that money, they can't chop a wraith

Going for Keed, what the fuck do you mean?

Cannot forgot bout her Cartier frames

I'm a big dog, who cannot be tamed

In the Hellcat, I can't stay in my lane

Can't feel the noise, I can't feel the pain

Headshot the brain, can't think

We ain't livin' up to think about her

I get your main hoe just to show it weared out

I got every fuckin' shoe, I'm drippin' out, yeah

Hit her from the back got that hoe screamin' out, ugh

[Chorus]

Woah, woah, know I get higher than you (Woah, woah)

Fuck more hoes then you (Woah, woah), I ain't got no points to prove (Woah, woah)

I got lot of exotic vibes, who will never approach you (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

I got lot of paid off cars, none are rented, ooh (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Nah, I ain't sayin' traffickin', but she work for me, who? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah