MMS Genie - WoWo Lyrics

MMS shit, step back or get stepped on
Grr, Mel on the beat, drop that heat
Wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off
You's a gunna if you're snitchin', we don't tolerate no rats

How I know that he a bitch? Because he clapped him on his back
BGM, we been gettin' money, so we gotta stay strapped
MMS, money, minded, steppers, nigga, we is that
Heard that nigga from the other side got left up in the ditch

Now he gone, he got a kick
If you talkin' bout my niggas, boy, you better watch your lip
Tell my dog, yo, go sick him, then we squash him like a tick
We gon' catch him at the store and we gon' leave him at the corner

If we can't find you, nigga, we gon' knock off your brother
If you on the rocky road, then we gon' smooth you out like butter
Say you clutchin' on that chrome, we say we clutchin' on that cutter, nigga
You gon' think them niggas crip, the way they yellin' out was crackin'

You a snake-ass lil' nigga, man, I never thought it would happen
You started envyin', thought we was the ones that was gon' be stackin'
So I took home your sister, started beatin' her a lil' backin'
Call me Genie, Hall of Fame, cause I'm gon' be legendary

Try to keep me off my grind and I'm gon' spray at anybody
Golden era, started walkin' home late night, this shit was scary cause i'm
Hopin' one day while I'm walkin' ain't nobody get me
Now I'm laughin' at my joke causes, ain't nobody finna touch me

Keep on shakin' off that boat, then in the water you gon' float
My nigga Savage, if you play, then he gon' hit you with that scope
I hit my knees and pray to God that one day that I'ma blow
Yes, I'm a blow, and ain't no nigga on this earth is finna stop me

Say i'm sounding like a nigga, sorry, this ain't photocopied
Just like a pill, you pull a camera out, I'm finna pop a rocksy
I cannot give my addy, I can't go out like Joshy you's a gunna
If you snitchin', we don't tolerate no rats

How I know that he a bitch? Because he clapped him on his back
BGM, we been gettin' money, so we got a stay strapped
MMS, money, money, steppers, nigga, we is that
Heard that nigga from the other side got left up in the ditch

Now he gone, he got a kick
If you talkin' bout my niggas, boy, you better watch your lip
Tell my dog, yo, go sick him, then we squash him like a tick