Wallah

[Intro]
(Eujoe get that bag)
(It's Hokatiwi)
Nigga, nigga

[Verse 1]
It's on the floor then
If you really 'bout that bag, then hit the road then
Having dreams about this life, I was broke then
Said it's smoke, when you see me, better blow then
I hit the booth, turn the beat on, then I go in
You said you got a nigga, we could keep it on the low then
Niggas scared to come outside, I'm kickin' doors in
Heard there's suckers in the club, I snuck the pole in
Twenty-five with an L, that's what these streets do
Six feet up in a box, that's what that gleek do
Once the nigga dead, that nigga gone, ain't no redo
Bitch, I got my own bands, I don't need you
Red bottoms on my feet when I bleed through
Riding with a killer, if I shoot, nigga, he shoot
Be cool, SRT the Charger and a Jeep too
Mop-mop leave a nigga stinking like PU
Ain't got no time to beat it up, so she hit me with the top
Can't find where the opps at, I been fiending for a drop
Through the hood in something foreign when I'm bleeding down the block
Off the lot, broke nigga, you ain't never seen no guap
Pull up barking in that fifty, not no drop, this a nox
Slide down, drop shots, make a nigga block hot
Purple in the baba, so you know we off Wock'
And with this stick, it ain't shit to get you gone, why lie? (Why lie?)

[Outro]
It ain't shit to get you gone, why lie? (Why lie?)
It ain't shit to get you gone, why lie? (Why lie?)
It ain't shit to get you gone, why lie? (Why lie?)
It ain't shit to get you gone, why lie? (Why lie?)
All my niggas got guap, all my niggas got Glocks
Slide down, drop shots, make a nigga block hot
Purple in the baba, so you know we off Wock'
And with this stick, it ain't shit to get you gone, why lie? (Why lie?)