W2G ft. Cozy K Lyrics

Like why the fuck you always thinking shit be funny bitch

Oh you thinking shit is funny huh?

Why this little bitch keep thinking I'mma chase her

Not a runner not a racer

Hundred round drum call it the eraser

If you owe me pay stubs, better get your weight up

Why these bitches keep on calling me the fucking sniper

I promise I won't cuff her yeah I promise I won't wife her

She really do be shittin' my lil' baby need a diaper

She always counting pesos, I nickname her J-Lo

Niggas saying she the back door

Cut her off and ask her what she fucking mad for

I get to the bag more, always fucking lying got my cap on

Match it with my denims, you know I just ripped the tag off

Bitch in every country, now they call me Mr. Passport

You know I got mad whores that's what I got my bag for

That's what I got a bag for her, fuck it need a tag for

Nigga way too geeked, fuck with me he on that asphalt

Niggas steady trippin' always think that they can back door

You know I don't deal with whores

I be in Miami coolin' on the 44th floor

I follow the leader, it's usually me

Turning all my dreams straight to reality

First place don't be mad at me, OL academy

If you want smoke we can go to war naturally

Count up the casualties, casually, it is what it has to be

I'll do anything to protect my mastery

That girl be ridin' for me, no designer on her feet

We gon' keep this shit discrete round three backseat

That's why she fucking with me, diving right into her sea

Got her bouncin' to the beat like what

Bounce, bounce, yeah, yeah

Bounce, bounce, yeah, yeah

Bounce, bounce, yeah, yeah

Turn around, yeah, yeah

He be wearing flip flops no he won't slide

I speed where the cops hide low-key suicide

If it's up you gon' have to pick a side

I be with the peace but tonight I'm outside

Shorty a little freak, yeah W2G

In the hills yeah she lit, way too geeked

I got what she really want, what she really need

Got her in the sheets polite she be saying please

Way too geeked, zombie P, up till three vamp

When we done, she gon' leave the sheets damp

Turning up to Ice Spice like damn

Way too geeked, she done caught a cramp