TJA, Jay Willy - Woah Lyrics

Get a bag cop a milli It be silly
Team smokin on the bud dilly dilly like
I'm the man in the city turn around let me hit it
Eat the booty and the kitty like
Im mad versatile they mad hurt cause i am
A fucking beast deny it i’ll fucking feast a lion
I’m off the leash i'm dying to eat at least
A million of these rappers its time to tun up the heat
Fuck all the fake love yaw just want a stage buzz
Focus on the drip and not who's grippin on the paintbrush
They be switchin lanes up that ain't how i came up
Loyalty the same never changed from a fame plug
Jay willy the flavor, this one for the haters
Niggas out there hopin and praying we fall off
If you wanna come and take us you taking us all on
If you wanna come and break us we making you brawl for it
Talk to'em nigga
Imma saint imma sinner
Imma loser imma winner
I’m the illest and the antidote
Yaw be talking like you big
You ain't running with the giants
Niggas lie and it ain't adding up
Yaw ain't even half of what the average was
Shit i spit a verse and bring the average up
Been curving these bitches fuck burning these bridges
I jump off the edge and go
I never listen to you lames cus
You just wanna see a couple digits on a paystub
I just wanna get it like I came up
Hit em with something different don't even gotta say much
I been chillin with my day ones
Everybody else always givin nothin but fake love
I been killin in the name of
Ragin everyday like from the second that I wake up
Ain't nobody can tell me different I love it tho
And even tho the punches keep comin I keep on duckin those
I ain't ever runnin from nothin cus y'all ain’t comin close
Y'all even touchin my buzz homie you fuckin know
You know we run it And always keep it a hunnid
A saint a sinner I love it A painter and nothin but it
Bob ross of this hip hop big fax
Wit a lotta sauce in a zip lock thats that like
Imma saint imma sinner
Imma loser imma winner
Im the illest and the antidote
Yaw be talking like you big
You aint running with the giants
Niggas lie and it ain't adding up
Yaw aint even half of what the average was
Shit i spit a verse and bring the average up
Been curving these bitches fuck burning these bridges
I jump off the edge and go

Get a bag cop a milli It be silly
Team smokin on the bud dilly dilly like
I'm the man in the city turn around let me hit it
Eat the booty and the kitty like
Im mad versatile they mad hurt cause i am
A fucking beast deny it i’ll fucking feast a lion
I’m off the leash i'm dying to eat at least
A million of these rappers its time to tun up the heat
Fuck all the fake love yaw just want a stage buzz
Focus on the drip and not who's grippin on the paintbrush
They be switchin lanes up that ain't how i came up
Loyalty the same never changed from a fame plug
Jay willy the flavor, this one for the haters
Niggas out there hopin and praying we fall off
If you wanna come and take us you taking us all on
If you wanna come and break us we making you brawl for it
Talk to'em nigga
Imma saint imma sinner
Imma loser imma winner
I’m the illest and the antidote
Yaw be talking like you big
You ain't running with the giants
Niggas lie and it ain't adding up
Yaw ain't even half of what the average was
Shit i spit a verse and bring the average up
Been curving these bitches fuck burning these bridges
I jump off the edge and go
I never listen to you lames cus
You just wanna see a couple digits on a paystub
I just wanna get it like I came up
Hit em with something different don't even gotta say much
I been chillin with my day ones
Everybody else always givin nothin but fake love
I been killin in the name of
Ragin everyday like from the second that I wake up
Ain't nobody can tell me different I love it tho
And even tho the punches keep comin I keep on duckin those
I ain't ever runnin from nothin cus y'all ain’t comin close
Y'all even touchin my buzz homie you fuckin know
You know we run it And always keep it a hunnid
A saint a sinner I love it A painter and nothin but it
Bob ross of this hip hop big fax
Wit a lotta sauce in a zip lock thats that like
Imma saint imma sinner
Imma loser imma winner
Im the illest and the antidote
Yaw be talking like you big
You aint running with the giants
Niggas lie and it ain't adding up
Yaw aint even half of what the average was
Shit i spit a verse and bring the average up
Been curving these bitches fuck burning these bridges
I jump off the edge and go