Wagwan

[Intro]

It's a Menace Beat, boy

[Refrain]

Michael Jordan, 23 (Ooh)

I'm too street for industry (Ooh)

Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no

I been guilty for your love, and I plead now

Take the stress out, this my lean cup (Ooh-ooh)

Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up (Ooh)

I took all the Ls, still ain't givin' up

For to get this shit, I walked through Hell, and I ain't givin' nothin'

[Chorus]

She say, "Hey" to me, I say, "Wagwan"

Gotta keep the strong walkin' through my slums

Why don't they just let me be? Think I got signs

That I only got myself, you not my kind

You, you are too cool

Come get what I need, then I'm through

I see you like me, I like you too

And I like the money, I know you do

[Verse]

Expedition

Got a new stick, new clip for the tension

Make them youngins wеt the whole block if you mention mе

People hatin' on me and you act like you ain't seein' it

Better not let me find out you a friend of me

Brother always said, "How your friend turn to enemy?"

Them niggas know I said what I said, they plan on endin' me

Money always keep a nigga calm like it's Ketamine

Young nigga pull up in Saint Laurent, look like he sellin' Kis

Push start, wireless keys (Ooh)

Flyback in Carson, shawty overseas

Tell her, "Bring me back some Louis V, and some Bape clothes"

I pour up syrup inside my drink, and ain't no taste gone

Shawty got that check and she left, guess her love gone

Wet up a whole block with that TEC, and then they get gone

I can't get cloned, known to spin 'round

They gon' speak on us 'til I put my flex down

[Chorus]

She say, "Hey" to me, I say, "Wagwan"

Gotta keep the strong walkin' through my slums

Why don't they just let me be? Think I got signs (Yeah)

That I only got myself, you not my kind

You, you are too cool (Cool)

Come get what I need, then I'm through (Ooh)

I see you like me, I like you too

And I like the money, I know you do

[Refrain]

Michael Jordan, 23 (Ooh)

I'm too street for industry (Ooh)

Shawty know that we ain't coppin' pleas, no

I been guilty for your love, and I plead now

Take the stress out, this my lean cup (Ooh-ooh)

Now I'm hoppin' out, I ain't freezin' up (Ooh)

I took all the Ls, still ain't givin' up

For to get this shit, I walked through Hell, and I ain't givin' nothin'