Wockhardt Freestyle lyrics

by

Rio Da Yung OG


[Intro]
(Let me know when it drop, Nuez)
Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n*gga

[Verse]
I was ridin' 'round with a handgun that'll drop a plane
Me and you could wear the same sh*t, but we not the same
Had my whole right shoulder sore when I shot the K
I just drunk a pint of lean, I got a Wock' to say
b*tch, when we f*ck, you gon' leave, why you tryna stay?
Ninety thousand in, that's just one watch and chain
sh*t talker, I could drop a mixtape and make you stop today
If you a rap n*gga
Every time you see me out, I got a strap with me
I'ma keep pressin' that on you, 'cause I ain't that n*gga
n*gga try to take somethin', he gettin' whacked, n*gga
n*gga think it's fake, we sippin'—
n*gga think we sippin' fakе drank, you smokin' crack, n*gga
And if your mans agree, he smokin' crack with you
Man, I disagree
Four hoes on me now еatin'—
Four hoes on me now— alright
Four hoes on me now, I'm finna trick or treat
n*gga, I ain't have no gifts under the Christmas tree
For the first Christmas, asked— alright
When I was twelve, asked my mama can I get a heat?
She said, "Yeah, but you gotta take it down the street"
I'll jump out on feet, I ain't gotta— n*gga
f*ck a drive-by, I'll jump out on feet, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with me
b*tch, if you let me f*ck and I nut in you, you stuck with me
b*tch, hey, I got a buck with me
Hundred K cash, plus I got a hundred
Hundred buckshots in the shotgun, I'll touch somethin'
Y'all n*ggas ain't sh*t, we them one ones
We them one f*ckers, yeah
And your b*tch is a di*k sucker, n*gga, ayy
b*tch, I got big boogers in my watch
Yeah, I got six bullets in the Glock
But I'ma make 'em count, everybody gettin' hit up top
Yeah, n*gga, I'm off a six of Wock'
Finna pour another six up, bro, go get a pop
And I got the— the blick up, I ain't gettin' robbed
Ayy, I think I'm gettin' watched
So I'm fresh as hell, Bape'd down even to my socks, n*gga
I got bored and went and bought a watch, n*gga
I went broke and went and bought a Glock
The Glock stopped workin' on me, I went and bought a chop
Stole the n*gga car and took it to the body shop
Ayy, lil' b*tch lil' body hot
She always OT
n*ggas talkin' crazy 'cause they can't live like me
n*gga, this an eight, I ain't never poured a three
You ain't never seen me out in public with no heat
n*gga, you know how I'm rockin'
Flint Town, n*gga, I'll jump out and get it poppin'
n*gga, I don't give a f*ck we at the doctor
Y'all n*ggas is imposters
n*gga, I got another on my roster
Let me hear that sh*t
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