Wokkywtw - betrayal (feat. findme) Lyrics

I got some niggas that's really gon' get em
These niggas be broke, and no we don't feel em'
I got some rack put the shit in the denim
He talk on the game, you know we gon' send em
Like I'm Nike, get a check
This hoe askin' for my job I told that bitch I'm a ref
You was supposed to be my right hand and then you turned and left
Niggas talkin' on the net that shit really disrespect, huh
I got some niggas in europe They be shootin' and no they don't play overseas
I work on my kraft and now I get cheese
My trigger be lemons, its finna get squeezed
I'm lovin' tall women, I'm tryna climb trees
These niggas police, when I pull up they freeze
I be wipin' they nose, like they finna sneeze
Got me a latina, she got double D's
He said he want smoke, we gon' have to see
He said he want smoke, you know that shit free
You know we bop his ass, we chop his ass and then we get on gone
I'm the type of nigga to see its war and make plays on the phone
I don't leave unless I got my heater
He said he tough, but got a misdemeanor
Sippin wok right out the f*cking liter
Y'all be talkin', nigga, you can keep her (she doing it to me, nigga, f*ck she doin' to you, nigga)
I'm finna tell you ass, huh, huh I got that bitch all on my dick
Hunnid bands, spent all on clothes like pussy niggas, check my wrist
That ARP and 223s gon' f*ck up his house
What the f*ck, I look like fightin got that Glock all on my lap
Bad bitch, and she tatted, I don't gonna f*ck ya i'm givin' her static
Try to rob me for a Rollie, I don't gonna f*ck niggas, broke you can have it
What the f*ck goin' on
Niggas really be bitches, they beef on the phone
I might just stay in my zone he tryna be me, nigga, you a clone
I'm high up off that Za
I think lil' twin don laced my blunt
Told his ass, don't cause a scene
Or I'ma put him in a runt
(Huh, huh, huh, oh, whoa)
(Huh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Huh, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, uh, whoa)