Woop lyrics

(Verse 1)
Look
I talk a lot of sh*t
I've got a dirty mouth
I'm that skinny white kid you're gonna be talking 'bout
I'm taking my orders now
Dreaming 'bout my porsches now
Trying to get the daughters out of they porches into my slaughterhouse
I'm talking 'bout scoping now
Munchie bit it like a quarter pound
Making b*tches hot and sweaty, sir they gonna be scorching now
I bought the child, I can see its gonna be wild
Danny Seth running sh*t like I'm doing a quarter mile
And I be kicking it, chilling like a freezer
Rapping is so perfect, flow is Mona Lisa
Blowing on my reefer, call me Young Khalifa
Always getting oral and I ain't talking rita?

(Hook)
(Woop, Woop)
I make the b*tches go
(Repeat 2x)

(Verse 2)
Look
Ok, ok, now we getting started
Swag is on a different planet, you can call it martian
Going on retarded in your girl's room call me Marvin
And I'm hungry for that pus*y, ya, ya, I'm f*cking starving
I be getting gnarly, sniffing on some Charlie
Bang your chick that's in my car, rooter in my 'rari
Smoking like I'm Marley, playing girls like they're Atari
And I told you I've got that old school swag Steve Harvey
And I'm just trying to hit a b*tch like Chris did
And abuse your girl's mouth for something that I p*ss in
Distant, I keep myself away for the hate
My sh*t is far to independent?, no need for a major