Текст песни Wakeup Call - Dpoc feat. C8ppa

This is so next gen
Ayy, Ayy
We love you, Dpoc

She say she like my voice and how I'm flowin'
Tell my opps pull up and I'm not trollin'

I don't like country music, but I fuck a bad bitch in the country, ayy
Need that lil' fyne shyt, she gotta be on go
I kept it a hundred, never switched for a ho
Dat boy got fucked up, he ain't live by the code

On that za, get me in that mode
Get the drop and we slide to the low
This a new era, I ain't talkin' bout hats
She know I'm Asian, she told me pull up, and eat that cat

My pockets are fat, just like a torta
Left no evidence, like Law & Order
Purple on me, and it's not the color of my clothes
I ain't fightin', I'ma up that pole Indiana Jones

I need a smoke break, I'm feelin' like Flight
Shawty' a lil' scared, I told her I ain't gon bite
I think she mad cute, cause she genuine and polite yah
Call up Chino to shoot at the opps

Migo plug said that he know the drop
Why you still droppin' tracks, we know you gon' flop
You think you hard with that motherfuckin' prop
No bop-bop-biddy-bop, bitch, you're just a fuckin' bop

Spent a rack in Saks, I came here to shop
Central Cee, I'm not homophobic
Bro, don't test me, I keep this Mac loaded
Spin with RPG opps, gon' be explodin'

I'm tryna make it out and get promoted
Boy, yo ass a simp, everytime you around the hoes, yo ass be foldin'
Weird-ass motherfucker on his pedo shit, just like Tyga
Fine shit, she look like Chuu, bitch, from China
Ayy, Ayy

Fyne shyt, and she chill in Brazil
Bad ho, yeah, she give me the chill
Talk down, I'ma go for the kill
We got more straps than a Navy SEAL

Yo-ho, for the guys
Ho send her, ride the guys
Bitch I'm crossed, I can't tell the time
My ho geeked up on the lines

Wanna work, pay the fee
Want my bread, bitch, get on knees
Bitch, I sip, Tris, fuck is green
Alright neighbor, and I'm too flea

Two turn, I make green
Cap too much, bitch, I don't sleep
Money spreadin' like disease
Smokin' thrax, now I'm Chinese