Wassa

Oh, I'm little Wassi In two-point-five seconds like the sink Ba-Ba-Ba bah! (O-o-o-o J Mak) I'm a Wassa In two-point-five seconds like the sink I'm a monster and swear to God Ain't talking ink dodging coppers Reason why my skin ain't got no ink Go get Wass'd up Shoot a nigga dead before he blink I'm a Wassa In two-point-five seconds like the sink I'm a monster and swear to God Ain't talking ink dodging coppers Reason why my skin ain't got no ink Go get Wass'd up Shoot a nigga dead before he blink Ain't a game, what you think Bullets comin' at your ting No comin' back to my ring Hate to brag, I do my thing I'm not someone, I'm a thing Chinese shooter, call me Ling I'm not someone you gon' smoke I'm not someone you gon' drink (Ba ba bah) And my heart colder than rinks Every time I hit the block My neck water like the sink He want drift, he in Thirty shots, call it the zing He want war, I'm in Shooting guard, bro on the wing He a clown, he IT Dodging bullets, now he dip And I'm sick with it tag a nigga, now he it I am the plug, chain on my neck, that a pug I live by my gun, how could I die by the gun I'm a Wassa In two-point-five seconds like the sink I'm a monster and swear to God Ain't talking ink dodging coppers Reason why my skin ain't got no ink Go get Wass'd up Shoot a nigga dead before he blink I'm a Wassa In two-point-five seconds like the sink I'm a monster and swear to God Ain't talking ink dodging coppers Reason why my skin ain't got no ink Go get Wass'd up Shoot a nigga dead before he blink I'm a Wassa They don't want no actions, want no smoke Shoot him right in front his folks Make him do the folk My shooters don't provoke I got shooters on parole Check the score, check the score Bet you miss your broski i'm little Wassi Reason why my gun is never clean Super swag from head to toe Bitch, I feel like Mr Neat 300 grams on my neck Now I feel like Lil Reese Double U, that's double V Shoot shit up when I'm with Leaks Kwasi Skene google him and google dream And they way they shootin' shit They shoulda made the shooting I got choppers in the S I got shooters in the E Broski weage, super keys Cuban links, Wassi piece gang, gang I'm a Wassa In two-point-five seconds like the sink I'm a monster and swear to God Ain't talking ink dodging coppers Reason why my skin ain't got no ink Go get Wass'd up Shoot a nigga dead before he blink I'm a Wassa In two-point-five seconds like the sink I'm a monster and swear to God Ain't talking ink dodging coppers Reason why my skin ain't got no ink Go get Wass'd up Shoot a nigga dead before he blink