Wide Awake ft. MiltGTD Lyrics

I'm the one without the plan, bet not walk up on this plan

You know we come equipped with straps, do some shit, you know we sprayin'

That bitch don't fuck with you, she said that I'm more of a man

The way I make these moves, boy, you could never understand

This ain't my card im swiping , shit, it's just approving

How that's your bitch, I show a stack and now she choosin

I'm young and turnt, wit YTN, you know we cruisin'

But we here first, not second, we never losin'

We gon get back for the past,

Feel like flash, I'm moving fast

220 in this boy, bitch you know I'm moving fast

I'm hittin' bitches ion know just because they went to cass

I'm the type to watch the crowd Ian have no friends in class

If he slid on YTN den we den put em on his ass

You know the boys ain't stopping shit I put 200 on the dash

You niggas never had no motion penny pinch in' like some crabs

Won't never catch me penny pinchin Ian never on my last

We den hit em in his top, 40 hit em knock 'em down

Heard dat nigga miss his brotha, so we sent em to the clouds

Put his ass up in a wood, you know we had to break him down

Popped his ass his junior year, he ain't see a cap and gown

His mama devastated, she ain't see her baby graduate

Don't give a fuck about his age, we put 100 in his face

Pop his ass in broad day and dump his body in the lake

Won't never catch me smokin' bammer, this exotic that I face

Nigga tryin' to blow who, nah, we don't smoke the same

This ain't a $20 eighty nigga, this a different string

Put the flash, up on the glock, this bitch put you in a frame

If you ever want some yea, you can hit my nigga James

I really wanna quit the sippin, but it be helpin' with my pain

I know these niggas really hatin', but I charge it to the game

know a couple dead niggas should've stayed up in they lane

You 25, live with yo dukes nigga, you should be ashamed

My new bitch can up some shit on my ex-bitch

You niggas pillow talkin', got a problem, come direct, bitch

If I ever sign a deal, Milt behind me like the next pick

Nigga talkin' wet, we beat on dog like the next Vick

If I ever hit your bitch and give her back, thats a blessing

Niggas worry about pussy when they need to be finessin

Niggas pockets flat and they cribs be infested

If you got it, you can tell you don't really see me flexin

I'm up dog, shit, you'll never catch me stressin

If a nigga think I'm lackin', he gon' see a Smith and Wesson

Know some niggas talkin' good, when we see it, we gon' press it

It ain't shit to talk about, when we peep it, we address it

Alright, I ain't even like the rest

You can keep that vest on, cause we ain't aiming for your chest

40 hit him in his head, I'm tryna take a nigga flesh

He gon' end up like his brother, since he talkin' out his neck

Alright, hit your bitch and ghost, she textin back, she reminiscin

I'm the type to hoe a bitch like, get your ass back in the kitchen

Smack a nigga in his shit for talkin' wet, cause he ain't listen

You ain't gon' catch me on my last, because I always stay with chicken

I ain't even mix my liquor, think I finna chase a bitch

Got a problem, let us know, cause we finna face that shit

Hit that nigga with some lead, but we just erased some shit

Boy you still stay with dukes, you in there gettin' yelled at

This exotic in this pack, nigga, can you smell that

They hit your ass with a sentence, boy, you gon' tell that

You had that same bag for a month, you can't sell that

You know you gotta come and get it, boy, you can't mail that

Niggas trollin on the gram and got pressed, aint tell dat

Say yo cashapp, stay on bullshit, then zelle dat

If niggas snitchin' in that box, we slidin', we're the jail at

Knock the noodles off the top, we catch them in that hellcat

Tryna fuck a bad bitch and boss her up, like I'm HOV

Niggas broke as hell wit no motion, need a J-O-B

Ain't wanna go to college , I'm double-cupped for some ACT

Niggas down to ride, you tryna die, and it ain't your beef

Call it what you want, I'm really bothered if it's bout my pay

Know some niggas a kill you for a thousand if they see your face

I'm higher than the clouds when I'm smokin' on, got me outta space

Told her eat the dick with cam on, she tryna hide her face

Beat the pussy up and send her home, she tryna find her lace

Bitch a thief, that's a $80 wood, better find my eighth

Bitch think I'm playin', find that wood before I find my drake

Ain't been sippin', yea, guess it's straight bitch, I'm wide awake

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