Wock! Lyrics

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Hit up your block

Shoot up your block

Fuck on your thot

Fuck on your heart

Wearing some Rick

Made it real stick

I carry a stick

Made that shit hit

Im in love with my bands

They go where I go

They come where I go

They go where I go

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Got some Gucci on my fit and my bitch too

Designer fit, got a rollie on my wrist too

Money come and goes like my fucking bitches do

Sipping wock, sipping codeine, sipping sizzurp

Money coming in like a fucking blizzard

My money multiplying like im a fucking wizard

Im only sixteen but im UK's biggest hitter

Pop some molly pop an X 'fore I hit her

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock

Aye she sucking on dick not no vape aye

She masturbating, got many hoes so I be debating

Eat on her pussy they call my lil' Satan

Got many views these bitches be hating

Got many boards my gang we be skating

Fuck on a bitch she be wanting my babies

Pick a new hoe like bitch it be daily