Wop Lyrics

I could make a bitch do

anything I want to

Get insider her head and control her like a console

No I cannot front you

I don't wanna hunt you

Bussin down the pack it came whiter than my front tooth

Mind games like I'm jigsaw I leave her puzzled

I don't know why she trust me I really need a muzzle

She a alcoholic got a bottle you could guzzle

If I seen the future and you stay I still don't trust you

Trap fashion book bag ,hoodie ,jeans, AF1s too

I forgot to mention they supreme AF1s too

I know why they sleeping niggas out here sipping cut juice

Please don't ask what's in my cup fuck you

I need my bitches rude hoe don't even say thank you

Juggin white boys I finesse em he say thanks dude

Bottoms up how i do double cups you sipping grey goose

Flash backs I'm thinking bout my uncle on that K2

Im Playing 2K he in there stumbling through the damn room

Playing defense you cross me up I'll be a damn fool

Just incase a rainy day I'm stashing money like it's canned food

I do my dirt alone and don't speak so I can't lose

Hey how you feeling this evening

Like a rockstar I'm getting high like it's the weekend

Yo hoe keep staring ima ask her what you drinking

Shots to head now she talkin bout linkin

On the road a mili seat belt light blinking

In my cup holder it's a clean sprite I turned pinkish

In the club askin niggas mommas baby where you going

Niggas flexin like they ric flair really they Rick Owen (you owe)

Rick Ross xanny in my cup and U.N.E.N.O

It ain't smart to follow me cus shit I don't know where I'm goin

But I know yo baby love my dirty drawers I got her open

I don't see no future with her though we just be drankin smokin

Chiefin' Zaa I had to put it out you know that shit be potent

And my bitch finesse like me come out that bag

Or she ain't goin

Selling blow anywhere its noses sniffing

And it's snowing

I ain't rushing know my time gon come to

Put this shit in motion