Lil Wop lyrics

[Intro]
I-
I- I Love You

[Verse 1: Marrgielaa]
Broke n*gga, he so lame
I'm finna blow up like Ukraine
On the block, boy, I be with the gang
Off of the Xan’, boy, I go insane
See 12, I'm running away
Hop out that whip, n*gga, broad day
If it's on sight, n*ggas getting sprayed
I see 12 on the freeway
If I see 12, then I do the dash
I’m not Kobe, I don't crash (f*ck no!)
You cannot be me, 'cause you ass
f*ck school n*gga, f*ck the class (On God)
I said f*ck school, f*ck the test
Smoking a opp, feel it in my chest
Trap every day, I ain't gettin' no rest
I'm off the Perc', now I can't stress (On God)
FaceTime, you ain’t gettin’ no text
Walk down on em', hit em’ with the 'Tec
Watch I flex, on my ex
I told Smoke, "Boy, wе up next"
See 12, hop out the whip
I'm f*ckin' yo’ b*tch, then I dip
I shot a opp n*gga, now it's R.I.P
I'm off thе Xan', n*gga, I don't sip
I'm off the Xan', I'm off the Wock'
b*tch, I'm a real n*gga like Barack
What you gon' do when you see that Glock?
f*ckin' yo' b*tch, and she gave me top
I got the pump on me, don't get knocked
I put the Percs' all in my sock
Hop on the beat, I ain't make it rock
n*ggas be faggots, Lil Wop, ayy
[Verse 2: Smokingskul]
n*ggas be faggots, Lil Wop
I turn a n*gga sh*t to a crop-top
I got on Cartiers like I'm Doc-Ock
All red tracksuit, Lil Droptop
Stop stealing my flow, ayy
Feel like Spiritual So, ayy
That n*gga think he a model, then this Glock finna make him pose, ayy
These n*ggas be rapists, Lil Mosey
I'm in Chicago like DeRozan
"Where his body at?" Check the ocean
Black plug, need some lotion
Tall ass plug look like Tdf
I got a white plug, he make EDM
He said he gon' rob me, comedian
These n*ggas switch genders like chameleon

[Verse 3: 1oneam]
Ha, uppin' the glick, he not safe
Give me a bag then you know I'ma chase
f*ckin' ya ho, I do not chase
n*gga get back, put in your face
Get me a bag, I don't do sh*t
Hop in that b*tch, with a full clip
n*ggas they weird, n*ggas they simp
I'm f*ckin' yo' ho with a band on my fit
n*ggas my sons, down bad in the field
Light his ass up, he is a b*tch
pus*y ass n*gga, he can't do sh*t
If it ain't 'bout bread, I do not trip
Hop in the [?], n*gga I sip
My n*ggas up, just like a lift
Uppin that blick, turn into a [?]
[Verse 4: Okaymar]
These boys be faggots, Lil Wop
I'm f*ckin' yo' ho' and she got WAP
I wake in the morning, run the guap
Off the drugs, boy I'm moving like QWOP
I'm juggin' ya people, boy you juggin' [?]
b*tch suckin' my di*k, oh my God
Blow on my di*k, and it's f*ckin' hot
Switch on the Glock, it's a f*ckin' mod
I got two b*tches, and they all broads
Thinkin' I'm sweet, I'ma up the rod
I'm off this drank, b*tch, I'm finna nod
You thinkin' you him, boy, you really not
Your b*tch is a thottie, call you Will
If I see the cops, then I'm finna peel
I call up Marrgielaa, finna pop a pill
He don't want no smoke, that boy ain't for real (Yeah, damn)