Woah ft. Bray Rixh & 93 Buck Lyrics

Woah, let's go

Shooter pull up , they shooting like Kobe

White boy shooter , he shoot like ginobli

You thinking I'm pussy, you must not know me

Shoot your ass in your face, now you missin' your nose ring

Ride with the leak , we servin' on dope fiends

Buck toting fye , hit yo ass with that red beam

Woah, don't try to slime we gon' blow

Stick hit your head turn your braids to a fro

Pop me a Perk and put dick in your ho

Sippin' on mud, got me movin' real slow

These niggas be broke, they ain't gettin' no cho

Slide on the opps, I let the fire blow

Fire, fire, fire, dead on the floor

Walk in the back and walk out with some back end

Turn the four to a five, five, call that hoe next gen

I ain't goin' to the club if I can't get my glock in

He was running his mouth so I aimed at his chin

They know that I'm slime ' by the way that I grin

If you dis, A.B.K. Then you know we gon' spin

Catch me a body and pray for my sins

Break down the pack and I re-up again

Woah, woah, let's go

Put on all black we runnin' your home

7.6.2 hit your ass in your dome

Drum on the fire, you know that bitch chrome

This bitch call my phone, she won't leave me alone

She suck on my dick, she sing all my songs

Nut on her face and I'm sending her her home

She said, oh my God, Bray, you so fuckin' wrong, woah, woah

Just like some paper, this stick gon' rip

We lay in the bushes, then motherfuckin' get you

We spinnin' again , you didn't , get the picture

Y'all niggas be sweet, so I call you a skittle

I don't wanna trade nigga this is a stick up

I don't care about your kin or your motherfuckin' big bruh

He don't don't take diesel, but he got his ass filled up, woah

No iron man but I stay wit my steel

Nigga up blick and get popped like a pill

Stop frontin' to these hoes, you ain't been on no drill

I don't give a fuck how a fuck nigga feel

If his ass got a problem , tell this ass catch a kill

Thirty round clip with the switch, what it is, yeah , woah

Thirty round clip with the switch, what it is

Nah, I'm Just capping got a fifty on a semi

Yo, hoe love my dick yeah, she lovin' my jimmy

I'll buy me a Skat four, I'll buy me a Hemi

I'm smokin' exotic , I don't know about no Remy

If the opps have a party no need for attending

I hate to hit you and whoever you with

Scratch that, he can just die with his bitch

Scratch that, he can get hit in his shit