WAKA
by 6ix9ine, A Boogie Wit da Hoodie
Lyrics : Andrew Green/Artist J. Dubose/Daniel Hernandez Music : Scott Storch/Vincent J. Van Den Ende Catch an asthma attack, the way we pull up on ya Put the pump to his chest, make a nigga cough u You a bum and you stressed, and that's why you lost her Met a nigga from the X, niggas need to boss u She gon' eat, you want beef, but this ain't no burger All my songs on repeat, that's what's up, your word up I was young with the heat, walkin' round with burners Wishing I could wish for anything like Timmy Turner Na-na-oh, nah-oh Na-na-oh, nah-oh Na-na-oh, nah-oh Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Why is niggas tryna play me? Are you crazy I can't let her have my baby, you not my baby I can't let her have my baby, I'm nothin' shady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Y'all gotta move, give me some room, I'm 'bout to shoot Boom! Everybody running out the room Boom! Everybody begging "Don't shoot" Boom! Bitch, who the **** asked you You a bum, are you dumb? Try me, I got this gun Run, bitch, if I'm here, don't com Bitch, you was expecting for me to hi 6ix9ine,A Boogie Wit da Hoodie+WAKA+DUMMY BOY+That's a dub, I know you put a hole in that pussy Sawed off in the damn drawer Got a .30 in my drawers, gotta hold my pants up Only time she ever call is for the banana I don't even check my call log, I don't answer Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? Why this bitch tryna play me? Is she crazy That bitch know I'm number one, like Tracy McGrad Know I got this .380, it's on safety I know all these niggas hate me, won't let it phase m **** nigga I'ma swerve in the Maybach, I'ma do some damage Bitches sit the **** down if you don't understand u I heard niggas talking 'bout they gon' run down on u Pull up windows down in a ****ing Lamb truck Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, yeah Scott Storch
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