Klub Stories ft. Wap5tar Lyrics

Klub Stories ft. Wap5tar - Young M.A

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Intro: Young M.A]

It's all facts, too

Haha, no cap

Ayy

[Verse 1: Young M.A & WAP5TAR]

Uh, pulled up to the club in a 'Vette

Got three other foreigns that's down with the set (Skrr, skrr, Treesh)

T knows when I step, my drip is a threat

All my jewelry on wet (Big drip)

Heard opp nigga sendin' out threats

Got the big Draco in the 'Vette, it's a bet (Grr)

Heard, say less

Get money, deal with them next (Man)

See a baddie, I'm gettin' her number

Then one minute later I'm getting a text (Hello)

She with ten jawns, I'm with ten niggas

You know the gang fuckin' the rest (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Tell 'em to come to the section, the pull up no question

Henny, tequila to flex (Okay)

Few shots of the Henny, I'm tipsy, I'm smizzy

This shit got me textin' my ex (Goddamn)

[Verse 2: WAP5TAR]

Smacked by 10:45

Got searched but I'm still in the club with a .9

I see dimes in the spot, I'm hoppin' on that time

I ain't even peep you was that fine

She like, "What's your name?", I said "WAP"

She said "I hope you ain't like my last man

That nigga garbage, trash can"

Me and bro hop out the whip with the wing on the back

Like Robin and Batman (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

WAP

I'm on point, so you know I ignored her

One wrong move, the gat blam

Ooh, ooh, see through shit, just like a CAT-scan

[Verse 3: Young M.A]

Uh

And Wap will turn that boy to a ghost, like a Pac-Man (Mm-hmm)

Too many bitches in here to be worried about that man

Uh, I don't gotta act out, got the club packed out

'Cause I hold weight like a fat man (Big weight)

The shorties is on me, the .40 is on me

I call this little nigga the black man (Sheesh)

Five other baddies just walked in the spot, tonight I'm bein' a thot (Bein' a thot, Treesh)

My niggas is rowdy and rich, we lit, and we just tryna to beat up the box (Beat up the box)

She bad, I'm baggin' her

She in the passenger, I play with her pussy, she playin' my locks (Ooh, ooh)

We in the cool whip, I put on some new shit, she like, "This shit is a bop" (Bop, bop)

[Verse 4: WAP5TAR]

She like, "You remember me WAP?"

And I'm like, "No, I ain't know you was that thick"

On IG, damn, I thought you was a catfish

But in person you look like a bad bitch"

Ayo, brodie, I tapped the other bro he looked at me like, "You better bag this"

So what you think I did?

I bagged it, ass real fat, and ain't none of it plastic

She is a devil and I am a demon

If you got WAP for WAP, it's magic

She said what I said to her was fantastic

She feelin' the drip and she lovin' the fashion

I like your swag and you [?]

She told me you said that shit with a passion

[Verse 5: Young M.A]

Uh, I'm takin' my opps out, I'm bringin' the cash in

Backend money I'm stashin' (Uh-huh)

I'm takin' your bitch, she gone, absent

We in the bed relaxin' (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

She from Atlanta, I'm from New York

She said for me it's the accent (Hello)

She love my songs, she love the lyrics

She put my shit in her captions (Hello)

I know she a groupie, I just want the coochie (Ooh)

I treat her like a Treesh (Ooh, ooh)

Bitch I'm a thug, I don't fall in love

I know you for the streets (Mm-hmm)

The money on beauty but I am a beast

Got the big blood on the seats (Big blood)

She tryna to get me to trick on her

I told her, "Skeesh I don't treat" (Hello)

[Outro: Young M.A]

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