Wockyhardt

Blues in my trues from the moves hit, I'll lose it and blew it Niggas babymoms rats and I'll do something to her Choose how you moving real careful, don't do nothing stupid If niggas making diss songs, let's shoot something to it Foolish to prove it, sink cruise ships, 1 2 got you loose lipped Losing your shooters, into it, but your crew in a doozy Grab the 19 and threw it, tryna shoot something newer Shaking ass in the field but toting tools in his music It's bappuccino, untrue what he brewing Switch sweep the room on cue, hit with a broom and a pool stick Blue tips and blue strips, the mac and cheese shoot out his noodles Floozies is choosing, while you trippin I move on act clueless I don't know what shorty talking 'bout Niggas out of bounds, and caught em out and could've walked him down A motherfucker could've did that to you Niggas try to scheme for petty cheese, I could've slid that to you Shorty tryna link off Refugee, I'ma send that Uber Told me "what's the move" and to come through, she at a kick back, who there? A two man? Aww cool, where? Is you down? Or you scared? Bitch it's up We ain't never even slid but if we would them bitches tucked This 10milli on my hip it hold 15, them bitches bust Plus one up when I'm with sluts 'cause they be setting niggas up Kicked the lean, she spilled the tea, I got a pessimistic cup And my heart wocky That's your babymomma story? I'ma heart probably