Woke Up (Play Right Now) lyrics

by

F1LTHY


[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I woke up this morning, then went to go get my lil’ chain cleaned (Yeah, I woke up this morning)
Yeah, this b*tch so bad, she make me wanna cheat on my main thing (Yeah, this b*tch so bad)
Yeah, I’m pulling up, pushing that track, put a fine hoe right in that race team (Yeah, I’m pulling up, pushing that track)
Yeah, these n*ggas not living like that, me and them don’t do the same thing (Yeah, not living like that)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, I didn’t win no championships, but baby, I’m rocking some big rings
Yeah, she trying to come eat up the di*k, she told me that she wanna tastе me
Yeah, she know I’m smoking hot, yеah, now she wanna face me
Yeah, I know she smoking hot, I’m tryna just make her my baby

[Verse 1]
Yeah, we rockin’ all types of watches: Plain Janes, Bust Downs, APs
Yeah, I’m gettin’ all types of paper, that’s why these f*ck n*ggas hate me
And I’m driving they b*tches so crazy
Pull up a BRABUS G-Wagon, Mercedes
Yeah, I’m a real big dog, goin’ brazy
Yeah, I might psyche out like I got rabies
Huh, I’m smokin’ a spliff
Yeah, I’m in the A right now
And I’m posted up right here with my biff
Yeah, if a b*tch wanna play right now
I’mma kick her out, I ain’t playin’ with sh*t
Yeah, if a n*gga wanna play right now
I’mma make him go stand on that sh*t
Yeah, Vetements all on my jeans
Baby, I’m rockin’ Alyx and sh*t
Yeah, I’m in Italy fried and f*ckin’ with freaks and sh*t
Yeah, I gotta take a flight now, I’m way too geeked, lil’ b*tch
Huh, I gotta take a flight dawg, I’m tryna get geeked on it (Yeah, I’m way too high take a flight)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I woke up this morning, then went to go get my lil’ chain cleaned (Yeah, I woke up this morning)
Yeah, this b*tch so bad, she make me wanna cheat on my main thing (Yeah, this b*tch so bad)
Yeah, I’m pulling up, pushing that track, put a fine hoe right in that race team (Yeah, I’m pulling up, pushing that track)
Yeah, these n*ggas not living like that, me and them don’t do the same thing (Yeah, not living like that)

[Verse 2]
Red guns in the coupe, it look like I done got a kill in this b*tch
Uh, Red Bottom my boots, she wet, I done made her spill in this b*tch
Damn, it’s only like April, but I done made a lil’ kill this year
Damn, they all in my way, I think I’mma have to start killing these n*ggas
Yeah, these hoes goin’ crazy, tell her to bring some more hunnids in here
Uh, tell my jeweler to ice me, yeah, I’mma bring some more money in here

[Chorus]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Yeah, I woke up this morning, then went to go get my lil’ chain cleaned (Yeah, I woke up this morning)
Yeah, this b*tch so bad, she make me wanna cheat on my main thing (Yeah, this b*tch so bad)
Yeah, I’m pulling up, pushing that track, put a fine hoe right in that race team (Yeah, I’m pulling up, pushing that track)
Yeah, these n*ggas not living like that, me and them don’t do the same thing (Yeah, not living like that)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, I didn’t win no championships, but baby, I’m rocking some big rings
Yeah, she trying to come eat up the di*k, she told me she wanna taste me
Yeah, she know I’m smoking hot, yeah, now she wanna face me
Yeah, I know she smoking hot, I’m tryna just make her my baby
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