WOAH lyrics

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[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
I've been on it for a week
God damn I love the syrup
I like molly in my water
I like poppin' on the perc's
Told my b*tch I'm really sorry so I could make it work
Even if I had a job I still be doing major dirt
I got grams in my socks
Gave my water bottle first
I done made some extra money so I went and bought some syrup
Need a whole pint of that wock and you know it need a seal
If you tryna sip that's 35 and I don't do no deals
Poppin' pills I don't feel n*ggas
b*tch you trippin' on a n*gga imma still get her
Make him do the running man I'd love to still hitcha
Young n*gga makin' movies Steven Spielberg
I ain't seen a b*tch in months, that hoe was still hurt
I just hit it with the Karo and the [?]
Bro like "Hollup, this that wok?" and I'm like yes sir
I just popped a euro pill it got me feelin' like

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
I've been juggin' with my woes, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah they tryna f*ck my bros, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
b*tch I'm rollin' like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
[Verse 2: Kane Grocerys]
Big dog around here, who you?
You a bust old sucker ass n*gga, y'all n*ggas ain't get money
What's up with y'all n*ggas? What's the gerber?
When I [?] drop buckets on you n*ggas
Faces on winter hop out dust off my shoes
I ain't rock no damn YEEZYs, who the f*ck is you?
Out of town money poppin' like the man I love it
White gold Rollie on the way it's comin'
Sippin' on the 4 I told a doc I got a drop
[?] me my sh*t and he said well imma have to stall him
I don't give a f*ck about your politics
If it ain't word around say you like the choppa sounds?
See if you like this hundred rounds f*ck a b*tch
Hundred rounds kick the b*tch out of bounds
Boutta duck the crowds i ain't f*ckin w the [?]
Rather have it on me if a n*gga slide on me
You ain't down to rob

[Verse 3: OhGeesy]
Semi auto with a draco, where his face go?
Cocaine stuffed in my white G Fazo's
I be gettin' free bands off this muhf*ckin' yayo
And I can't stop for cops 'cuz I can't go to jail
On a mission for a million and I ain't finna fail
If I f*cked [?], I ain't finna tell
Finessin', n*ggas stressin' for a G
I just hit this mall and I spend about three
Always keep a band, I can't help but keep it G
Finess for a check 'cuz everything is free
Roll when I run it up, tell a n*gga it's on me
And I just popped a triple stack so n*gga I'm on three
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