Rims keep spinning when I stop

Pull up in a drop

Rims keep spinning when I stop

I got pockets filled with guap

I make all the ladies hot

Way I get around the city

Man I'm feeling like Tupac

Damn I feel like Bob the builder

And it's time to open shop

I sip a cup of the wock

This shit is slowing my heart

My niggas never gone stop

I gotta end up on top

I gotta back to the loft

Now I am really on top

Baby girl give me top

Head shot like this is Black Ops

I never fuck with a op

I never fuck with a cop

But if I see it I cop

Head into Neimans I shop

Look at these diamonds they spark

You can see me in the dark

They charging twenty at the door

You can leave me in the car

Woah, Woah

I'm in DC with the moes

They say I'm doing the most

I might pull up in a ghost

I might pull up in a Rolls

She on IG with the pose

She got the white on her toes

She said that she wanna roll

Young nigga, I'm on a roll

Think she in love with Devontrae

She say she feeling my feng shui

I'ma turn up the whole function

I'm in the paint like Lebron James

I hit the bank for deposit

This shit won't fit in a wallet

She got the red in her hair call her scarlet

My niggas wavy and gnarly

Is that your bitch i think I got her in the lost and found

It's crazy all the shit she gone be you be doing when you not around

Pre rolls, we blow

Two hoes, free throw

All the hoes on go

Woah woah woah woah

Woah, Woah

I sip a cup of the wock

This shit is slowing my heart

I got her back to the loft

She in my room, it's co-op

Head shot like it is Black Ops

She on my broom, on my mop

Woah!

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Текст песни Woah! - Trae 'Nem