Wagwan Lyrics

I can ask for new nigga's around just tell me What, they'll bring to the table

Every time a nigga,Try to take off my Plate,

Bitch I'm way too hard body ,I ain't have no cable,Bitch I come from nothin' Tryna have rich neighbors,I could die tonight so them risk,

I'm gon' take 'em,

They can say what they want bout Two,

They ain't make 'em,

Try to play in my face his life,I take it,

Lil' Hoe ain even got no ass,

She still gon' shake it,

They say you is what you eat,

I've Been money tasting,

Tryna heal on the beat this shit medication, Demons talkin' to me I see different faces,

Dis' that get money era ,

Had to change the stages,

Whole time my ma was locked,

I thought she was on vacation,

Fuck it I'm too real I can't even fake it

Steady screamin' free the bro's,

Fighting my own cases,

Couldn't even say only the man above know I'd Make it,

Come here lil hoe what you acting for gon' And take it

I don't even know,

Why these niggas keep staring' for

Twin gon' and bake em,

Told the hoe cat I only got nine lives,

It been dead so gon' and grave it,

Told the hoe I just leave,

I don't really too much to do goodbyes,

Cause that shit take up too much patience,

Niggas say he want smoke I shoulda knew he was lyin',

Nigga now you a cancer patient,

But I'm a Gemini,

I know my twin gon' blow every time

Like fuck it he don't need no space then,

Yeah you still can try but you gon' die,

Ain't no turnin' back already too late then,

Quick to shake a hoe,

It ain't no doublin' back,

She gon' still try to find her way in,

Don't nobody know, bout them late night licks And the risks that I was takin,

Nigga upped his blick but he ain't do shit,

I shoulda known his ass was fakin

I'm so geeked up it got me thinkin'

It's either I'ma die or I'ma make it,

But I'm goin' up I gotta be grateful

Cause plenty done died tryna be famous,

The hoe can look in my eyes,

She know I'm dangerous,

I'm an angel in disguise nah I can't change it,

Nawl Bih,I'm an alien the world I come from,

You only see gold diamonds and greatness,

And it ain't no nigga TwoK, A run from,

Is you tryna fuck the hoe quit playin,

I ain't tryna conversate if it ain't bout funds,

All that messy shit I don't understand,

How you say you gon' blow,

A gun yeen' got one,

TwoK shine like a star,

I'm like the hot sun,

It don't matter if you got it,

You gotta bust first,

How many you think done died,

By that hot gun,

Hoe keep staring my way hit her up like Wagwan,

Nigga come trim on this block then we gon' pop one,

Dis the intro TwoK goin' straight up,

If you don't like it hoe then stop sum'