Wockhart

Yeah, bitch Swipersent, bitch F*ck F*ck Punchin' like Vegeta in this bitch, gang in goose coats Can't stop, stackin' to my paper like my manue bol Spinnin' in a all-black tent, not no fishbowl How you wife that bitch and she a stripper? She married to Pole If she can't leave her house without her gun, we married for sure Flexin' on them guns up on the ground, but you never gon' blow You been rappin' for like eight years, you never gon' blow How the f*ck you got eight kids with no money to show How the f*ck I'm only 15 with more money than you How the f*ck you cryin' bout a bitch? Yo, she ain't know you I can never like her, that's a fact that I'm always gon' prove Store runnin' ass, bitch, you ain't even good in your hood I could up a stack and have you whack, cause I'm good in your hood I'll f*ck your bitch and give her back, cause she said that I would If I got shot, I got robbed, please don't be the first Say somethin' bout my bitch, get smacked like Chris Rock Groupie ass, bitch, you wanna put me on her TikTok Pourin fours up in here I think I'm in love with wock Jewelry Make your bitch sing,Hellcat make ur bitch lean Pourin fours in here I think I'm in love wit lean I just poured some deuce in this bitch, I feel like Chris Brown Shawty ain't wanna f*ck now I'm lit she wanna f*ck now, Just poured me some, yeah, feelin' great, yeah, it's time to go I just fucked this bitch, got my nut, then I hit the road Bitch mad cause I took some money, I ain't worried bout that Bitch drugged out, man, that shit don't look like baby pop Punching Shit, I just might send him up to death, bro Rocky bad boy, f*ck it, people's elbow, Really top To, I don't see nobody in front of me She see I'm havin' motion, now she tryna be a friend of me But f*ck it, yeah, I'm still tryna f*ck, though Throw that ass do a split, do a trick I was literally up now, I ain't trippin' bout no broke hoes And if we talking' money, know your pockets be on E Tho, Damn, pockets lookin' like Lizzo Fat, Punching shit so hard might log onto Zillow In the stew, cookin' shit, teriyaki If a nigga try me, I'ma have to catch a Whewww shit If a nigga try me, I'ma have to f*ck him up Bad bitch talkin', I'ma Rearrange her guts Takin' all these drugs, feelin' like Takin' all these drugs, feelin' like Frank Gallagher Bitch, I wanna give up information, now I'm mad at her Dose off in the booth, off a deuce pint magical, Now I'm back up, I smelt the weed, I feel fantastical Bitch shakin' ass, she throw it back, it's a looking grabable But if a nigga spin a block, grab the mask, it's getting tactical Nigga, spin this block one more time, it's gettin' critical Took your bitch, broke her back, we was gettin' physical Johnny Dang with the rhymes, I was gettin' lyrical All on Twitter talkin' bad, stop with the subtitles Gang, 5 deep like the Teen Titans I just poured some wok in this bitch, my eyes keep fighting, Eyes real low you know I can't see at all When that bitch punch, you know I go hit the mall Punch God, punch God, I'm swipin' through it all When a new piece hit, then a new bitch call I'ma decline shit, no, I didn't see your call Got a real ride, shit, if you ready, I'm callin You a lame-ass bitch, ain't got no money at all