Wckstyle Flowz

Left with no expression Expectation who I really am Step outside survive or learn the pavement fr Ducking all types of mean mugging Niggas tryna run a couple figures off ya lifespan So what do I say now? Still dodging 12 never had a record Mind as well treat cops like the muhfuckin plague Yoo In this bitch 7 on the dot nigga Personality like fireworks the way we screaming yerr Rachet bougieness on top of talent Make these people drawn to us My niggas fit descriptions of niggas You prolly know East wicked Make noise if you from it Otherwise fix ya garments You scaring the bitches south With all this talk of shooting fades Roll the dub f*ck the one time This youth running buck wild Best of all no kids on my arm To accelerate my demons Felt like chance when I was preaching but that phase grew moldy Mind seek material like gold plated rosaries F*ck bitches clip niggas Get money so to speak Turn up to some Jersey club Bunny hop my demons we in tandem 1, 2, punch make a mosh pit of randoms 3, 4 niggas bandanas odd paisleys And like that there's a gat for the short sticked Don't enjoy the war but we publicize the corpses Hype up beef while it simmers n broil Not a ghetto ting just a thing in the world Yeah they finally out the party F*ck these thoughts pour up more Pour it up brah I watched her grind a bit slower Touch the floor I'm tryna see sum Touch the flow I'm tryna see sum Touch the floor I'm tryna see sum Yeah yeah yeah whoaa