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WOKYSLUSH (feat. Prada Child) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kawaii Cartel
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Tyler Paul, Cartier Yancy




Kawaii Cartel - WOKYSLUSH (feat. Prada Child) Lyrics




Wait I ain't
Playin no games
Ya dat bitch
Foreign dat
Bitch foreign
Telsa switchin
Lanes she sniff
Coke all night
Long she sound like
Kurt cobain
I f*ck yo mans bitch
Cartel

Wokyslush
Wokyslush
Lamar jack
Wit da
Rush touchdown
In yo city
How yo mom
Know wassup
One night
Lil boat turned
Her out
Like a slut
Ima Gremlin
Perc30 bitch
I gotta
Snort it up

Activated
Remember dem times
Everyone hated stole
Da lingo aim
For ya head
Shootin thru
Peepholes dat
Boy headless f*ckin
His bitch she
Paid for
My neckless
Young and
Reckless
Sinnin
It up
Tottin
Dis weapons

Sorry
Im not
Really sorry
Twin hlocks
Deathdakid
Off
Da molly blonde
Hair Goku
Wit da
Kame
Luka tronic who
Can stop me
Smokin Zaza is
My hobby mosby
Kicked us out
Da lobby im
Da one man
Stop and
Shoppy super
Urus do
You copy

Wokyslush im
Bout to buss
Teanna trump
Sippin mud we
Are young
Havin fun
Taylor morgan
On da drums

Wokyslush im
Bout to buss
Teanna trump
Sippin mud we
Are young
Havin fun
Taylor morgan
On da drums

Young katana
Wit da blunt
Cartel money how
I jug from da
Wishaniggawoods
Wanna be me
If you could

Young katana
Wit da blunt
Cartel money how
I jug from da
Wishaniggawoods
Wanna be me
If you could

Stop it i
Got options Cut em of
Think
They lost it
Call my phone
Might decline it
In my zone
Now im flyin
In my lane
Solace Whip you
Can't relate
To da kid
You a lame
And a snitch
Run away
Prada
Dnt miss

Wait I ain't
Playin no games
Ya dat bitch
Foreign dat
Bitch foreign
Telsa switchin
Lanes she sniff
Coke all night
Long she sound like
Kurt cobain
Who trynna
F*ck yo mans
Bitch
Boy you
Goofy lame

Walk in da club
And i
T'd up
2 year i fill
Up arena
Diamonds they
Dancin when u
See us
Bad bitch
She drunk off
Tequila goddamn
Blue pills on my
Bitch name
Gina
She a blessing me
When I see her

But sometimes I
Be gettin too high
I just can't
Figure out where my
Life gon turn out
I'm poppin perkys now
Numb da pain right now
Yes I remember
Your blonde hair
I was off da
Xannys I ain't
Really really care
Drippin fashion now
I wear designer everywhere
Crack da seal
Off da wok
I wanna feel sum
Prada child
Face tatted up
Still very sad off
These drugs
I pray for better
Days tho
When I die I needa halo
Trynna stack pesos
Ching
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Wait I ain't
Playin no games
Ya dat bitch
Foreign dat
Bitch foreign
Telsa switchin
Lanes she sniff
Coke all night
Long she sound like
Kurt cobain
I f*ck yo mans bitch
Cartel

Wokyslush
Wokyslush
Lamar jack
Wit da
Rush touchdown
In yo city
How yo mom
Know wassup
One night
Lil boat turned
Her out
Like a slut
Ima Gremlin
Perc30 bitch
I gotta
Snort it up

Activated
Remember dem times
Everyone hated stole
Da lingo aim
For ya head
Shootin thru
Peepholes dat
Boy headless f*ckin
His bitch she
Paid for
My neckless
Young and
Reckless
Sinnin
It up
Tottin
Dis weapons

Sorry
Im not
Really sorry
Twin hlocks
Deathdakid
Off
Da molly blonde
Hair Goku
Wit da
Kame
Luka tronic who
Can stop me
Smokin Zaza is
My hobby mosby
Kicked us out
Da lobby im
Da one man
Stop and
Shoppy super
Urus do
You copy

Wokyslush im
Bout to buss
Teanna trump
Sippin mud we
Are young
Havin fun
Taylor morgan
On da drums

Wokyslush im
Bout to buss
Teanna trump
Sippin mud we
Are young
Havin fun
Taylor morgan
On da drums

Young katana
Wit da blunt
Cartel money how
I jug from da
Wishaniggawoods
Wanna be me
If you could

Young katana
Wit da blunt
Cartel money how
I jug from da
Wishaniggawoods
Wanna be me
If you could

Stop it i
Got options Cut em of
Think
They lost it
Call my phone
Might decline it
In my zone
Now im flyin
In my lane
Solace Whip you
Can't relate
To da kid
You a lame
And a snitch
Run away
Prada
Dnt miss

Wait I ain't
Playin no games
Ya dat bitch
Foreign dat
Bitch foreign
Telsa switchin
Lanes she sniff
Coke all night
Long she sound like
Kurt cobain
Who trynna
F*ck yo mans
Bitch
Boy you
Goofy lame

Walk in da club
And i
T'd up
2 year i fill
Up arena
Diamonds they
Dancin when u
See us
Bad bitch
She drunk off
Tequila goddamn
Blue pills on my
Bitch name
Gina
She a blessing me
When I see her

But sometimes I
Be gettin too high
I just can't
Figure out where my
Life gon turn out
I'm poppin perkys now
Numb da pain right now
Yes I remember
Your blonde hair
I was off da
Xannys I ain't
Really really care
Drippin fashion now
I wear designer everywhere
Crack da seal
Off da wok
I wanna feel sum
Prada child
Face tatted up
Still very sad off
These drugs
I pray for better
Days tho
When I die I needa halo
Trynna stack pesos
Ching
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Writer: Tyler Paul, Cartier Yancy
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