Lyrics Wassuh - Snowwy

(Ayy yuh uh)
Ayy, what's up, man? What's up, man? I'm with money players
Counting guap up from the groun, yeah you know we money slayers
Ayy, what's up, man? What's up, man? Send your fucking prayers
We gon' roll this up we got wood in all

Ca-call me mr. Worldwide cuz I got wood in all kinds of places
Walking on the train racks, thumbing through the many layers
Seeing roses on the ground but I can't choos cuz I got on my glasses
Buzzing like a fly but I'm not tryna' skip all of my classes
Ride around, smoking pounds, doing rounds, smoke in my face I don't see nothing
Making rhymes through the sounds, that weed hit me like a bomb
Underground, through the town tryna' think who I've become
Finally, I feel right behind the wheel, smoking dumb

Ayy, what's up, man? What's up, man? I'm with money players
Counting guap up from the groun, yeah you know we money slayers
Ayy, what's up, man? What's up, man? Send your fucking prayers
We gon' roll this up we got wood in all kinds of flavors