W2BRISCOE

[Intro]

Hmm

Hmmm

Yeah, hmm-hmm

Yeah, hmm ahh

Yeah, in the room (boom boom)

***** I feel like no cap with the

***** I feel like no cap with the

[Chorus]

***** I feel like no cap with the pac, Wockhardt

He got a drac, nigga give me a reason, spend a couple bands, getchu knocked off

We gone spin the whole block with fire

Shoot a big .45 or FN, big fire

And she ask why I'm like this, ain’t telling no business

Keep that shit a bean, it ain’t my fault

I got goons that be living like rockstars

Why you acting like you ain’t get popped on

I just got a BNB, got a whole freak *****, catch me upstairs getting topped off

Got a big FN, **** nigga I ain’t playing shootin' up his head, get crossed off

We gon' murder shit already know it

We gone play the whole block like guitars

He thought he seen what I saw, he ain’t saw it

[Verse 1]

Watch me act like a thot, I'm retarded

Boy you stupid if you think we sparing

Niggas know what the real, I got a whole lotta steel

We ain’t talking, we sparking

Bought a thick bad ***** a Birkin

I got a whole lotta bottles like nurses

Momma caught me with a rock, I was working

I was stuck up in the trap with a purpose

357 baby

I just bought a new Glock and a sig

Told that ***** suck my **** 'til the day I bleed

Man, the way niggas hit em embarrassing

***** I spent a whole bag, I got real commas

Brodie got four bodies, he a real drummer

Made a whole stack off them pints

Catch a opp, we gone zip em up, that nigga sealed em

[Chorus]

***** I feel like no cap with the pac, Wockhardt

He got a drac, nigga give me a reason, spend a couple bands, getchu knocked off

We gone spin the whole block with fire

Shoot a big .45 or FN, big fire

And she ask why I'm like this, ain’t telling no business

Keep that shit a bean, it ain’t my fault

I got goons that be living like rockstars

Why you acting like you ain’t get popped on

I just got a BNB, got a whole freak *****, catch me upstairs getting topped off

Got a big FN, **** nigga I ain’t playing shootin' up his head, get crossed off

We gon' murder shit already know it

We gone play the whole block like guitars

He thought he seen what I saw, he ain’t saw it

[Verse 2]

Ferragamo

Holding up big Gucci

I told that boy, “get the **** out my face,” tryna act like he been knew me

My shotta stay holding them big Uzi's

With dracs in the back, no we ain’t Tunechi

If you see us inside of the party, my niggas always looking for the opps

Tryna catch a nigga, bust em at his noggin

Look what I'm doing now, I’m mackin wit *******

We spinning, we wooing 'em

Put the phones in the back, man, this ***** is annoying now

I'm that nigga right now so they wanna run down

Young as hell with them racks, they like ****, “how he doing that”

Man, the money make these hoes wetty, he screamin, on stretchers

She thinking back, and regretting she left me

Keep the snipe to right like my first name Wesley

Now your mama crying, take it easy

Now your sister talking NYPD

Shorty asking when a nigga gon' see me

Booling wit my mackballer and sometimes my deelzey

Fell in love with them racks

Heard he keep a lil duece as a strap

Nigga slime briscoe get 'em inna back

Heard a nigga out 'cause he got a lil strap, know he ain’t bout it

[Chorus]

***** I feel like no cap with the pac, Wockhardt

He got a drac, nigga give me a reason, spend a couple bands, getchu knocked off

We gone spin the whole block with fire

Shoot a big .45 or FN, big fire

And she ask why I'm like this, ain’t telling no business

Keep that shit a bean, it ain’t my fault

I got goons that be living like rockstars

Why you acting like you ain’t get popped on

I just got a BNB, got a whole freak *****, catch me upstairs getting topped off

Got a big FN, **** nigga I ain’t playing shootin' up his head, get crossed off

We gon' murder shit already know it

We gone play the whole block like guitars

He thought he seen what I saw, he ain’t saw it