!WockStarHeart!
Lyrics
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Yeah yeah
Wockhardt
Foe'nem got that choppa', he gon' slide up on their block
Yeah it can get real dangerous, yeah we setting off them shots
Yeah, bitch we find that, yeah them bullets get real
Yeah slap her on the ass, she let me fuck cause' she a thot
I hang with the demons
I hang with the robbers
Cincoo that's my shooter
Yeah that be my partner
I can't trust no bitch no more cause' they really not riders
I'm an evil ass nigga, shoot your partner right beside ya
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If it's going down then it's going down
Boy who lacking?
This choppa got hunnid rounds
These niggas not funny but they really be clowns
Boy if you run on me, I'll put you in the ground
Like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch I'm feeling good, yeah I'm doing real fine
Bitch I rolled ten blunts, yeah I'm getting real high
Prada on me feet, yeah I'm getting real fly
This bitch born a capper, I know when she lies
Them bullets come your way, then you end up in the sky
Your bitch fuck with me cause' I got all the vibes
Bitch I'm 888 till the death of me no lie
I got Chrome Heart on my wrist and on my eyes
She got Gucci on her feet and on her thighs
I just fucked a bitch last week and she was Bi
Percs and Codeine in my system, almost died
Percs and Codeine in my system, almost died
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Getting all these racks I'm feeling alright
Foe'nem got that choppa', he gon' slide up on their block
Yeah it can get real dangerous, yeah we setting off them shots
Yeah, bitch we find that, yeah them bullets get real
Yeah slap her on the ass, she let me fuck cause' she a thot
Slap her on the ass, she let me fuck cause' she a thot
Slap her on the ass, she let me fuck cause' she a thottie
Bitch I'm trippin off an X pill in the lobby
Wockhardt got me moving slow like a zombie
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Bitch I got that Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Yeah, Wockhardt in my cup
Got that dirty in my cup
Dirty Sprite all in my gut
Yeah bitch I'm selling wok
I'm selling wok right to your slut
That bitch sucked my dick right off a 30, oh my god
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Yeah Wockhardt, um bitch I'm a rockstar
Bitch I'm leanin' heavy sippin' wok right in the car
Bitch I'm leanin' heavy sippin' wok right in the car
Bitch I'm leanin' heavy sippin' wok right in the car
Bitch I'm leanin' heavy sippin' wok right in the car
Bitch I'm leanin' heavy sippin' wok right in the car
Uh uh
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Wockhardt
Uh uh, Wockhardt
Writer(s): Ieszan Mckinney
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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