Lyrics Wakey, Wakey - Vamp Kid Alex

I put a bag up on my head cause I'm the shit
Pockets really blue its like my pockets really crip
Money really heavy like my pockets really fit
Bullets really flyin' make a nigga do a twist

I just hang out with baby smokin' gas & coppin' drip
Nigga I got hella links and they all up on my wrist
Niggas know I'm the connect, yes I am the plug
Ya i'm on the block hangin' round with thugs
And my niggas shoot for fun cause they know they beat the case
Nigga run up on me & you know he get erased
Ridin' I be dolo and you know I'm in a Raf
Drip in any weather ya you know I'm in the rain

Pop a nigga like its nothin' that lil boy don't want no smoke
Say pull up i'm in the stu bitch thats the only place I go
Treat a nigga like a student send a bullet to his dome
Stoner posse party know we rockin' every show and i'm whippin' the new beamer bitch I treat it like a bike
Know I got that strap on me I keep it by my side
Know i'm with my shawty really she my ride or die
Know i'm with my niggas and we kick it like muay thai
I'm just tryna get more high so keep rollin up the woods
I be drippin' crazy in the shit you wish you could

I be servin' daily I pull up in any hood
Pour that 'Roc up in my cup if you don't got it Henny's good
And i'm gettin' many looks by your bitch and her friend
Bullets comin' at his head then he twitch then he dead
All my niggas gettin money all my niggas gettin bread
Told that bitch she can't come over less she only givin' head