E Watty - INCLINE Lyrics

All this guap on me, I think that she want me
But deep down I know she just want something from me
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
Watty, where you been
Bitch I been
Rollin' up this dope baby, I'm blunted up
Incline treadmill on a check, baby, I run it up
Don't be claiming gang if you're not one of us
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
Rollin' up this dope, baby, I'm blunted up
Incline treadmill on the check, baby, I run it up
Don't be claiming gang if you're not one of us
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
They said, Watty, where you been
Bitch, I been out
Why are you stressin' me now
I got my head in the clouds
Why try to bring me down
Gang really up right now
I was just upside down
I can see the upside now
I was just back in the field
I was just runnin' a route
I remember five years old
With gang, I was look out
I was just scoutin' for twelve
These niggas was boy scouts
These niggas, bitch, they copy the stitch
But they don't come from the same cloth
Hater better knock that off
Get dropped like top
Got a stick in the box like Rod
Get put in the box like chalk
GPS got lost
That's too much sauce, damn
Beatin' her walls
Make her sing like she Diana Ross
She toppin' me off
She lickin' the dick and the balls
Tryna get a job
She f*ck with a boss
Ain't gettin' no job
I'm gettin' the job done
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
All this guap on me, but she still can't love me
All this drip on me, but she still can't love me
All these racks on me
All these thots on me
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
Rollin' up this dope, baby, I'm blunted up
Incline treadmill on a check baby, I run it up
Don't be claiming gang if you not one of us
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
Coach, what is the drill
Where you been at for real
Know you probably got you a deal
Know you probably got you a mill
I was just back in the field
With the vacuum seals
With the packs and pills
With the bags and bills
Tell homeboy just chill
This ain't a drill
Spend like two, three bills
Block, it's spent like wheel
All this guap on me, I think that she want me
But deep down, I know she just want something from me
All this guap on me, I think that she want me
But deep down, I know she just want something from me
All this guap on me, I think that she want me
But deep down, I know she just want something from me
Rollin' up this dope baby, I'm blunted up (Yeah, yeah)
Incline treadmill on a check, baby, I run it up
Don't be claiming gang if you're not one of us
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
Rollin' up this dope, baby, I'm blunted up (Yeah, yeah)
Incline treadmill on the check, baby, I run it up
Don't be claiming gang if you're not one of us
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none
All this guap on me, I think that she want me
But deep down, I know she just want something from me
All this guap on me, but she still can't love me
All this drip on me, but she still can't love me
All these racks on me, all these thots on me
All this guap on me, but she still can't have none