Hella Sketchy!
Wock in my cup and you know my bitches stuck up
You say you got guns but you know they ain't gon' do enough
Yeah, you talkin' tough, but I'll pull up and I rough you up
Undercover jeans and you still pullin' your Truies up
Wock in my cup and you know my bitches stuck up
You say you got guns but you know they ain't gon' do enough
Yeah, you talkin' tough, but I'll pull up and I'll rough you up
Undercover jeans and you still pullin' your Truies up
I got all this Wockhardt in my cup, woah
I just seen a cop car, I gotta duck, woah
Baby, my new car is a push-start
She say I'm a star, hit her out of the park
I'm off a bar, off a bean, I got these groupies on me
I got a Glock in my jeans, I got a xan in my lip, aye
Know I had to cook the xan, I'm strugglin' hard
Say she love me now but she know I'm a star
And I think she only like me 'cause she know I'll go far
I had a dream that I was ballin' at the top of the charts
I had a dream that I had made it and was testin' a car
And I can't **** with demons, I'm an angel for life
I got a triple seven on me, yeah, I'm sacred for life
Say she like a nigga, I'ma give her the pipe
And I know that I'ma make it for the rest of my life, aye
Wock in my cup and you know my bitches stuck up
You say you got guns but you know they ain't gon' do enough
Yeah, you talkin' tough, but I'll pull up and I rough you up
Undercover jeans and you still pullin' your Truies up
Wock in my cup and you know my bitches stuck up
You say you got guns but you know they ain't gon' do enough
Yeah, you talkin' tough, but I'll pull up and I'll rough you up
Undercover jeans and you still pullin' your Truies up
Stuck Up!