WOCKY Lyrics

(Rvch, Rvch)

Fake thuggin' WWE

Must be R-Truth or some

I can burn your house down if I get inside the booth for some

Draco make him do the june bug

He's known for gettin' loose for some

Never needed help why the f- would I go ask you for some

N- hatin'

B- trippin'

I just keep on poppin' on em

That kid way to wavy

Hell na nigga ain't no stoppin' homie

Hit a lick all by myself I did it by my lonely

If I can't kill my opp I will kill his fuckin' homie (Rvch b-)

I'm sippin' wocky ocky

I'm sippin' wocky ocky

Bitch give me sloppy toppy

Slurp it in a Maserati

No 6ix9ine keep a shotty

Designer drip my body

I f- the baddest b- I turned that s- into a hobby (woah woah woah)

Early morning thinkin' about what opp I'm finna put in my blunt

It's a 3.5 in this back wood smokin'- no runtz

Kick Buttowski doin' these stunts

I'm In the field bitch I don't punt

B- I'm with lil' YP

He got a smith it got a drummy on it

lil' bro doin' all that insta poppin' I know you don't really want it

Yo' h- call me Chris the way I Tuck her in at night (ooo ooo)

I'm a real slime ball I can just snake you out your life

Your homie not a killer but he'll kill for the right price (that's on God)

I'm sippin' wocky ocky

I'm sippin' wocky ocky

Bitch give me sloppy toppy

Slurp it in a Maserati

No 6ix9ine keep a shotty

Designer drip my body

I f- the baddest b- I turned that s- into a hobby (woah woah woah)

I'm sippin' wocky ocky

I'm sippin' wocky ocky

Bitch give me sloppy toppy

Slurp it in a Maserati

No 6ix9ine keep a shotty

Designer drip my body

I f- the baddest b- I turned that s- into a hobby (woah woah woah)