​woaa lyrics

[Verse 1: *67]
Wanna hit me up, tell me what you want
It's my time, n*gga, pass the baton
Feelin' like I'm yuke, in the kitchen with some tongs
Smoke three blunts, then I make another song
I am always right, even when it feels wrong
I am 9/11, blowin' up like a bomb
I'mma rob a white man, think his name's Tom
I'mma live fast, but imma die young

[Verse 2: yuke]
Aye, I'mma die young
High up in the sky, when this sh*t touch my tongue
Shoot the full clip, yuh, you know we won
Me and 67 gettin' bands, yuh, we running up
Fake claiming sh*t, you not in
I gotta red beam, and I'm pointing at yo' chin
And yo' songs is so ass, n*gga, stop that talkin'

[Verse 3: sublimits]
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