WOAH Lyrics

Woah woah woah

Woah, woah woah

Whoa whoa whoa, I'm grinding on the low low low low low low low

Woah, woah woah, hundred-thousand dollars for the show show show

Woah woah woah, my pockets gonna grow, g-g, grow grow grow grow grow

Woah, woah woah, just how far will I go go go

Punches hitting harder than an uppercut

Sink your teeth in your jaw, I'mma fuck it up

Leave your cheeks red & shaking like a bubble-butt

All these motherfuckers know they don't wanna fuck with us

Got the bodybag ready & the shovel tucked

I'm like Maurie Andretti when I'm rolling up

Pedal to the medal sitting in the front seat, planning out my next move like a huddle up

I been cutting instrumentals like a shish-kabob

Rapid fire spraying bullets like Kalashnikovs

Counting up a couple million like Corinna Kopf

I will kill the competition like Chris Benoit

Hip toss to the mat, ring the bell that's a loss

I'm a chef in the kitchen cooking up the sauce

I like to stir the pot & show the world who's boss

When I claim my spot you all can lick my balls

Whoa whoa whoa, I'm grinding on the low low low low low low low

Woah, woah woah, hundred-thousand dollars for the show show show

Woah woah woah, my pockets gonna grow, g-g, grow grow grow grow grow

Woah, woah woah, just how far will I go go go

Punches hitting harder than an uppercut

Sink your teeth in your jaw, I'mma fuck it up

Leave your cheeks red & shaking like a bubble-butt

All these motherfuckers know they don't wanna fuck with us

Got the bodybag ready & the shovel tucked

I'm like Maurie Andretti when I'm rolling up

Pedal to the medal sitting in the front seat, planning out my next move like a huddle up

I dont need to rock no Gucci

All I need is a pen & some loose leaf

All they want is some groupies to get coochie

We are not the same, I'll be a legend like Bruce Lee

Woah woah woah, light a quarter pound of the dro dro dro dro dro dro dro

Woah, woah woah, anybody hating on me is a ho ho ho

Woah woah woah, I'm in love with the co, c-c co co co co co

Whoa, whoa whoa, just how far will I go go go

Whoa whoa whoa, hundred-thousand dollars for the show, sh-sh show show

Whoa, whoa whoa, I been on the grind on the low low low

Punches hitting harder than an uppercut

Sink your teeth in your jaw, I'mma fuck it up

Leave your cheeks red & shaking like a bubble-butt

All these motherfuckers know they don't wanna fuck with us

Got the bodybag ready & the shovel tucked

I'm like Maurie Andretti when I'm rolling up

Pedal to the medal sitting in the front seat, planning out my next move like a huddle up