Woah

(Woah woah woah) (Yeah yeah) (Woah woah woah) (Woah woah) (Woah woah hit the fucking woah) (Woah woah she throwing it back like woah) (Woah woah counting my racks on the low) (Woah woah KayC gone blow blow blow) (Woah woah woah woah) Woah woah throwing it back like woah Running my racks like woah She throwing it back real slow Woah woah she shake it up and down on the pole Yeah she on the way to my home I hit it three times in a row Woah woah diamond link on my neck its froze KayC going brazy he got so many different fucking flows Diamonds on my wrist you know this shit glows glows I can't be caught fucking on no groupie hoes Woah woah throw it up and catch the woah Better catch that shit don't let it go Better not let it hit the floor Oh no she caught me cheating on the low No no I cannot let that shit go Rollin up the cookie in my section yelling "who want smoke?" I be cooking in the stu Fucking bitches by the two Red bottom on feet they Christian Loubs In my hand a Russian Cream we don't smoke no doobs Money in my pocket call it loose cheddar (Loose cheddar) Fucking on your boo tell her "do better" (Do better) She gone f*ck on KayC if you let her She hit the woah in her new sweater Hit the fucking woah-oh-oh Woah woah throwing it back like woah Running my racks like woah She throwing it back real slow Woah woah she shake it up and down on the pole Yeah she on the way to my home I hit it three times in a row Woah woah (Throw it up and catch the woah) (Better catch that shit don't it go) (Better not let it hit the floor) Lost my girl like three times, I can't even call her mine Never forget the time that I took her and broke her spine Woah woah super car on go go go Woah woah money on reload-load-load Woah woah I like my money fast not slow Watch me take your girl she buss it down to the floor TTG we trained to go, we wipe his nose Talking shit on the low, one to his dome (Bow bow) We stay strapped up with that pole JJay on call If I say the fucking word he shoot em all He catch a flagrant I ain't talking bout no ball Just caught a body imma need a lawyer boutta Call Saul (Caught a body, it's a homi, imma need a lawyer boutta Call Saul, Call Saul) Woah woah droppin that shit to the floor Woah woah she drop that shit down low Oh oh my money on go Oh oh hit the fucking woah Woah woah throwing it back like woah Running my racks like woah She throwing it back real slow Woah woah she shake it up and down on the pole Yeah she on the way to my home I hit it three times in a row Woah woah (Woah Woah, yeah yeah) (It's KayC baby)