wms! ft. 14VVS Lyrics

Gang, Hey, Walk down with my stick

Play with the gang, get hit

They tryna copy the fit

I just spent two bands on some ricks

Hop in that uh, Hop in that uh

Them choppas we letting them go

I got the pressure now

Choppa on my side, give that boy depression now

No, You cant get a handout

And I feel like the man now

And she see, I got bands now

Wanna come over here with her friends now

I'm tryna go out to France

I'll take a trip to Japan, oh

No, I don't care bout your mans

Switch on the Glock, I call it a trans

They gon' spend on my block, spin again

I'm in a trackhawk, I'm counting these bands

He wanna talk on the gang, he a fan

I done lit that boy up, in the public he ran

I'm riding round with a glock on go

And she know that I cannot fold

This chop and it came with a scope

No Lil Reese, bullets through his throat

I'm in the back and I'm rocking vlone

223 Bullets to his dome

They wasn't fucking with me then, but I got that pressure now

Choppa right on the side, he on the stretcher now

He said that he going through shit, so we gon' stress him out

He said fuck my life, so we gon' help him out

I got that pressure now

Choppa right on my side, I will not go out sad

Please stop calling me bro, you're not one of my lads

Bitch, we ain't from the block, like we in Baghdad

Please stop trying to be real, you just slid in my world

Better leave that hoe alone, nigga, better leave that girl

Best get to stepping now

Nigga, got robbed I bet he stopped flexing now

Gang, Hey, Walk down with my stick

Play with the gang, get hit

They tryna copy the fit

I just spent 2 bands on some ricks

Hop in that uh, Hop in that uh

Them choppas we letting them go

I got the pressure now

Choppa on my side, give that boy depression now

No, You cant get a handout

And I feel like the man now

And she see, I got bands now

Wanna come over here with her friends now

(I see them, Give that boy depression now)