WD-40 ft. Glocc Damo Lyrics

Loosen up lil bitch, need some WD-40

She a feen for a nigga that ain't even my shawty

I feel like Brooklyn with the cast on

Make the wrong move you won't last long

Walk through Neiman's with the racks on

Where the mothballs? I'm not fucking with snakes

Seem like the last opp ain't walking 'til this day

Loosen up lil bitch, need some WD-40

She a feen for a nigga that ain't even my shawty

I feel like Brooklyn with the cast on

Make the wrong move you won't last long

Walk through Neiman's with the racks on

Where the mothballs? I'm not fucking with snakes

Seem like the last opp ain't walking 'til this day

(Aye) Free game Tim Boss

Double back on every loss

I stopped looking at the cost

You can't sit around these dogs

Yea you know they some bosses

I play the cards I was drawn

These lil niggas is some hoes

Lil red head Junie B. Jones

Pull up and beat a nigga like he stole

Nigga acting out, he can't play his role

Now them folk trying to fuck with me

Nah nigga remember when I was broke?

The same hoes tried to flock to me

Be the same hoes took me as a joke

Now they baby daddy wanna feature

The nigga asking me to put him on

She off a jigg and I'm off the drank

Ion really know right from wrong

Shawty don't get no sleep (Up)

They 'round just like a nat

Them pussy boys like Saquon

(What they doing?) the way they running back

All my niggas hardheaded

Gotta beg them niggas to leave the strap

Like black folk on Thanksgiving

Can't let my young nigga leave the Mac

Loosen up lil bitch, need some WD-40

She a feen for a nigga that ain't even my shawty

I feel like Brooklyn with the cast on

Make the wrong move you won't last long

Walk through Neiman's with the racks on

Where the mothballs? I'm not fucking with snakes

Seem like the last opp ain't walking 'til this day

Glock 40 with them 30s, that's 60

Met me an instagram bitch with some titties

Ride behind tint 'cause they want me like 50

They heard that I'm next in this motherfucking city

Ain't no pretending, I'm stuck in the trenches

Dirty ass choppers and Glocks with extensions

Came a long from them shootouts by fences

They put me in mentions so I handle business

Back to the basics, I'm stuck on probation

My cousin Dayvo, he be praying for patience

My junkies be ready so I gotta take it

You know I send shots and you just got to take it

You know I pop pills, I just got to take them

You know imma keep it 1k when I make it

You know I stay strapped with that K, come and take it

You know I stay strapped with that K, come and take it

Loosen up lil bitch, need some WD-40

She a feen for a nigga that ain't even my shawty

I feel like Brooklyn with the cast on

Make the wrong move you won't last long

Walk through Neiman's with the racks on

Where the mothballs? I'm not fucking with snakes

Seem like the last opp ain't walking 'til this day (On God)