Yo what's good with y'all n***as
Wop Kash
Pretty luh hoe let me beat it
Oh that's yo hoe you can keep it
Preach
Her friend let me beat it too
Shit I'm starting to feel undefeated
On money stop poppin' percs
Take off on yo ass for no reason
Hit
Went on my first lick, came up and that shit had me cheesin'
All these hoes f*ckin'
Smyrna hoes ain't with the teasin'
They scared of Cobb County, but I was just posted on Bleely
Yeah you got all them guns, but I know the real you
Don't go outside of Smyrna, they say they gone kill you
But we up on em
Copy paste address, push up on em
We ain't told nobody when we did it
Got all left in a minute
Niggas that we hit they missin'
Put a young nigga on a mission
Caught they daddy in the kitchen
Wet his ass up like the dishes
Had to bait em like we fishin'
He was dissing for attention
Watch yo hoe give neck, watching' netflix
Don't need Kaepernick just to check this
Tell the plug pull up with the best shit
New pack tax it send the message
Big Kash been it better check it
I just re'd eating breakfast
Disrespect me it get hectic
Party pack looking like Chex-Mix
They know I ain't worried about em
Niggas going Stephen Curry 'round me
Feel the vibe, they get nervous 'round em
490 know you heard about em
We be posted on the curb, you was in school doing work
Opps never said a word, we do them boys like a perc
Y'all know who started this shit
Money click hard as it get
Hard head on mafia shit
We take it far as it get
Broke niggas ain't hard to miss
No I ain't doing no diss
Blow the smoke if the shoe fit
Had it all how you lose it
Put you on to some new shit
And these bitches done ran out of options, Stripping and going retarded
Selling that pussy for bargains
How you still shopping at Target
I'm shaking my head at these niggas
Your grown and still asking for pictures
I'll have a luh youngin' get with you
You scared then go read a scripture
Wop Kash - Mobb County (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Yo what's good with y'all n***as
Wop Kash
Pretty luh hoe let me beat it
Oh that's yo hoe you can keep it
Preach
Her friend let me beat it too
Shit I'm starting to feel undefeated
On money stop poppin' percs
Take off on yo ass for no reason
Hit
Went on my first lick, came up and that shit had me cheesin'
All these hoes f*ckin'
Smyrna hoes ain't with the teasin'
They scared of Cobb County, but I was just posted on Bleely
Yeah you got all them guns, but I know the real you
Don't go outside of Smyrna, they say they gone kill you
But we up on em
Copy paste address, push up on em
We ain't told nobody when we did it
Got all left in a minute
Niggas that we hit they missin'
Put a young nigga on a mission
Caught they daddy in the kitchen
Wet his ass up like the dishes
Had to bait em like we fishin'
He was dissing for attention
Watch yo hoe give neck, watching' netflix
Don't need Kaepernick just to check this
Tell the plug pull up with the best shit
New pack tax it send the message
Big Kash been it better check it
I just re'd eating breakfast
Disrespect me it get hectic
Party pack looking like Chex-Mix
They know I ain't worried about em
Niggas going Stephen Curry 'round me
Feel the vibe, they get nervous 'round em
490 know you heard about em
We be posted on the curb, you was in school doing work
Opps never said a word, we do them boys like a perc
Y'all know who started this shit
Money click hard as it get
Hard head on mafia shit
We take it far as it get
Broke niggas ain't hard to miss
No I ain't doing no diss
Blow the smoke if the shoe fit
Had it all how you lose it
Put you on to some new shit
And these bitches done ran out of options, Stripping and going retarded
Selling that pussy for bargains
How you still shopping at Target
I'm shaking my head at these niggas
Your grown and still asking for pictures
I'll have a luh youngin' get with you
You scared then go read a scripture
Wop Kash
Pretty luh hoe let me beat it
Oh that's yo hoe you can keep it
Preach
Her friend let me beat it too
Shit I'm starting to feel undefeated
On money stop poppin' percs
Take off on yo ass for no reason
Hit
Went on my first lick, came up and that shit had me cheesin'
All these hoes f*ckin'
Smyrna hoes ain't with the teasin'
They scared of Cobb County, but I was just posted on Bleely
Yeah you got all them guns, but I know the real you
Don't go outside of Smyrna, they say they gone kill you
But we up on em
Copy paste address, push up on em
We ain't told nobody when we did it
Got all left in a minute
Niggas that we hit they missin'
Put a young nigga on a mission
Caught they daddy in the kitchen
Wet his ass up like the dishes
Had to bait em like we fishin'
He was dissing for attention
Watch yo hoe give neck, watching' netflix
Don't need Kaepernick just to check this
Tell the plug pull up with the best shit
New pack tax it send the message
Big Kash been it better check it
I just re'd eating breakfast
Disrespect me it get hectic
Party pack looking like Chex-Mix
They know I ain't worried about em
Niggas going Stephen Curry 'round me
Feel the vibe, they get nervous 'round em
490 know you heard about em
We be posted on the curb, you was in school doing work
Opps never said a word, we do them boys like a perc
Y'all know who started this shit
Money click hard as it get
Hard head on mafia shit
We take it far as it get
Broke niggas ain't hard to miss
No I ain't doing no diss
Blow the smoke if the shoe fit
Had it all how you lose it
Put you on to some new shit
And these bitches done ran out of options, Stripping and going retarded
Selling that pussy for bargains
How you still shopping at Target
I'm shaking my head at these niggas
Your grown and still asking for pictures
I'll have a luh youngin' get with you
You scared then go read a scripture
Writer: Jaelan Williams
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