[Intro] Yo-yo-yo Wait Yo-yo, yo-yo DRG-G, GSC-C Wait, like Yo Meen, play that s*it (Yo Meen, play that s*it) [Chorus] I don’t really like to diss I’d rather hop in the ride and go clik Talking on T, then you know it’s lit Hop out the V, move like John Wick Spin in the fields, I’m ready to blitz Spin in the van, fiending to flick The hood get cold, the hood get brick Send shots, dip, evacuate quick Woo [Verse] Like, see Baby G, I’ma give him a nuggie BMG talkin on bro like he ain’t get shot What? That n!gga pu*sy, woo Fu*k AJ fatass, bet he would rap for a cookie RIP Pop, make a movie like Boogie I make a call and it’s war, don’t push me Ba-back out, like-like, like, wait I bust a move with the fully I bust a move with the semi I mix the Lu and the Nick with the Melly Spin the (??), I’m toting on Kelly I’m from the Floss, the home of the breadys Baby kick that OA, Chevy Baby kick that OA, Chevy Fu*k Humble Gz, he a b!tch Like, he a naughty boy like Mori And why (??) dropping my s*it? And talking on Jah, I’ma make you say sorry Woo, like, glah Baby, welcome to the party Don’t need a perc to go retarded Talking on Dott enough to get me started Wa-walk down creeping I get to throwing like I’m at The Garden Free bread, shoutoit J.P. Morgan I’m at the Chevy every morning Wait, if a n!gga yelling lots, like I bet I give ’em free parking Big GDK, I don’t fu*k with no (??) PNVK, I don’t fu*k with no Blixky, like But back to the bread, who wanna open a Citi? Touchy, OA, everything drizzy Shoutout Sheff G, everything litty Free Jah, Wizzy, Trini Free my suvys, free the committee I’m up in NY where it get gritty Back on my bully, Windy City Woo Bad b!tch wanna walk in the bank, ok-ok, very demure AP cashout, bready secured Talking on Jah, how you got the nerve? Glah-glah How these n!ggas from the Flossy dropping the Woo? Like-like, all this s*it feel new Long Live Pop, we do this for you Long Live TDott, do this for you Long Live (??), my flag blue (??) gotta get beat out of his shoes (??), he getting beat with the tool Y’all really waited on bro to get booked to diss like, that’s not cool Talking on brodie, talking on me too I let it dump for the Woo I let it dump for the Woo Like, I let it dump for the set Big knocks, big knocks, like, don’t get hit in your neck Like, big knocks, big knocks, don’t get hit in your neck Like, I feel like Jake, feel like Jake how the money stretch [Chorus] I don’t really like to diss I’d rather hop in the ride and go clik Talking on T, then you know it’s lit Hop out the V, move like John Wick Spin in the fields, I’m ready to blitz Spin in the van, fiending to flick The hood get cold, the hood get brick Send shots, dip, evacuate quick Woo. Yugioh lyrics – Quelly Woo : Get lyrics and music video of this song here on LyricsBull.com
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