CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Back on the Wok
I don't got time for the battle rap, uh
You going to come back when you done doing your hair?
Bet that, hit him in his face he forget that
His sh*t at, huh
Run up in his trap where his sh*t at, uh
Designer on me it ain't no mismatch, uh
Break the b*t*h no KitKat, uh
Get yo ass slap like kickback ain't no sleep back pull up on a, uuuuuh
I'm back on the wok
Pull up on me you'll get shot
I kill a n***a like a white cop
Run up on me you will get popped
Coming from black opps
Imma take a stand like a black cop
Man im rolling wit my mans
Probably in Japan
Had to sleep on the flight
11 Hours off the xanx
I used to pull the wok
By the eight I was in the trench
Had to stop for about a second now im back hitting that dance
Back on the wok, uh yea
Back on the wok, uh yea
Juiced up like Pac, uh yea
Juiced up like Pac, uh yea
Back on the wok, uh yea
You will get shot, yea
Im off the uppers, i dont give a f**k, molly i pop, yea
Serving them rocks, popping them rocks i got your b*t*h on my c*ck
Diamonds are rocks, n***a just stop i see the fake in your watch, yea
You was a opp you was a cop, uh yea
f**k with me you'll get pop, i got to gucci wrapped in simmins
If the sh*t good imma shop
Back on the wok again, uh yea
Hand on my Glock again, yea
Her mouth on my c*ck again, yea
I keep on c*ckering, yea. Im in a club wit a .40, yea
Came in the club wit my shorty, my gun hot and horny, yea
Thats a different story, yea
I pull out feel like a laker b*t*h, i sip the henny no chaser b*t*h
My gun is full of lil layer b*t*h, get to the racing sh*t
f**k with n***as on that racist sh*t, run up on me get the blazer sh*t
Check the chain cushion my switching goddamn my smoke tower -
Like an Asian kid
You going to come back when you done doing your hair?
Bet that, hit him in his face he forget that
His sh*t at, huh
Run up in his trap where his sh*t at, uh
Designer on me it ain't no mismatch, uh
Break the b*t*h no KitKat, uh
Get yo ass slap like kickback ain't no sleep back pull up on a, uuuuuh
I'm back on the wok
Pull up on me you'll get shot
I kill a n***a like a white cop
Run up on me you will get popped
Coming from black opps
Imma take a stand like a black cop
Man im rolling wit my mans
Probably in Japan
Had to sleep on the flight
11 Hours off the xanx
I used to pull the wok
By the eight I was in the trench
Had to stop for about a second now im back hitting that dance
Back on the wok, uh yea
Back on the wok, uh yea
Juiced up like Pac, uh yea
Juiced up like Pac, uh yea
Back on the wok, uh yea
You will get shot, yea
Im off the uppers, i dont give a f**k, molly i pop, yea
Serving them rocks, popping them rocks i got your b*t*h on my c*ck
Diamonds are rocks, n***a just stop i see the fake in your watch, yea
You was a opp you was a cop, uh yea
f**k with me you'll get pop, i got to gucci wrapped in simmins
If the sh*t good imma shop
Back on the wok again, uh yea
Hand on my Glock again, yea
Her mouth on my c*ck again, yea
I keep on c*ckering, yea. Im in a club wit a .40, yea
Came in the club wit my shorty, my gun hot and horny, yea
Thats a different story, yea
I pull out feel like a laker b*t*h, i sip the henny no chaser b*t*h
My gun is full of lil layer b*t*h, get to the racing sh*t
f**k with n***as on that racist sh*t, run up on me get the blazer sh*t
Check the chain cushion my switching goddamn my smoke tower -
Like an Asian kid
