WGBO2X (feat. Matt Thraxx & $wift!)

Yeah (uh) We gon be okay Grrr (go) Grrr (go) We gon be okay Ridin through LA Yo bitch want to f*ck me So I took her to my place Yo bitch want to f*ck me So I took her to my base I been living this way Get paid like everyday Been fucking for two months Like JT you better kill em bae My sneakers Heron Preston And my joggers Helmut Lang She listen to my raps Pay for my ticket to LA I'm zooted in the trap Beat up the beat like Cassius Clay Treat my hoes like I'm twinuzis If she falling I'll save the day The za I'm smoking loud You can smell that shit in space You gon think R2 broken The way I came around and sprayed In the Dark Knight I break backs Treat these hoes like I'm Bane I a'int tryna fight If you touch me I'm a shoot you in yo face We some dogs We don't trick for no damn treat Cause we a'int tamed You took that loss You a pussy Cause you went against the gang The way we clutching on that nic You prolly think we are insane We gon be okay Ridin through LA Yo bitch want to f*ck me So I took her to my place Yo bitch want to f*ck me So I took her to my base We running on a net beat And the preset no delay Her birthday April 7th So I bought her a AK Suburban hoes dramatic Always let her have her way And yo ho love my song Said she got it on replay I let that nigga tell it Raising hell just like I'm Kane I put on the Fraud Stu You know the hoodie custom made Ain't switch up on the guys I'm just like Autumn! Still the same JT how do you do it? Real or magic David Blaine I went bankrupt with Thraxx And he said we gon be okay We gon be okay Ridin through LA Yo bitch want to f*ck me So I took her to my place Yo bitch want to f*ck me So I took her to my base Uh huh Uh huh