​wolfacejoeyy - sable lyrics

Yeah oh, oh (Oh oh)
Oh (Oh oh) oh (Oh oh)
Hey (Oh) hey, yeah (Oh)
Yeah

Woah, I'm in the city of angels
They say that they proud of me
Say that I'm turning the tables
Gotta disconnect the fakes like a cable
These boys are fools like the
First day of April (yeah)
Lil' baby, I'm steady and stable
Bad bitch and she look like Sable

Oh, okay, she want Gabbana and Dolce
Tryna be me, nigga, no way
Got a bad bitch and lil' shawty go both ways
And we caught that lil' nigga in 4K
In the muhfucking heights like it's broadway
And we caught that boy lacking in broad day
Yeah, I'm doing it baby, in my way, uh
On her chinny chin chin
Shawty, she be capping on
Her chinny chin chin
And my lil' brothеr got a choppa
And we sending him in
Shawty said she lovе me, she said, "Joey
You my twin" (Woah, oh, woah, oh)

Ayy, feel like Sha'Carri, I'm running
(yeah) all these racks that I'm thumbing
We popping out at the function (yeah)
That lil' nigga ain't nothing (Oh my God)
Lil' shawty pushing my buttons (Oh my God)
We them niggas up to something (What, oh my)
Choppa make beats like it's London (Woah)
Racks, you don't got none of that
I'm chasing the bag like a running back
I don't do shit for the internet
If you want smoke, we get into that
Me and my spiders got choppas, we finish that
I'm all in her body, I'm into that, uh
She in love with Bacardi, she sippin' that
Uh

Oh, okay, she want Gabbana and Dolce
Tryna be me, nigga, no way
Got a bad bitch and lil' shawty go both ways
And we caught that lil' nigga in 4K
In the muhfucking heights like it's broadway
And we caught that boy lacking in broad day
Yeah, I'm doing it baby, in my way, uh
On her chinny chin chin
Shawty, she be capping on
Her chinny chin chin
And my lil' brother got a choppa
And we sending him in
Shawty said she love me, she said, "Joey
You my twin" (Woah, oh, woah, oh)

Oh, okay, she want Gabbana and Dolce
Tryna be me, nigga, no way
Got a bad bitch and lil' shawty go both ways
And we caught that lil' nigga in 4K
In the muhfucking heights like it's broadway
And we caught that boy lacking in broad day
Yeah, I'm doing it baby, in my way, uh
On her chinny chin chin
Shawty, she be capping on
Her chinny chin chin
And my lil' brother got a choppa
And we sending him in
Shawty said she love me, she said, "Joey
You my twin" (Woah, oh, woah, oh)
Ayy, feel like Sha'Carri, I'm running
(yeah) all these racks that I'm thumbing
We popping out at the function (yeah)
That lil' nigga ain't nothing (Oh my God)
Lil' shawty pushing my buttons (Oh my God)
We them niggas up to something (What, oh my)
Choppa make beats like it's London (Woah)
Racks, you don't got none of that
I'm chasing the bag like a running back
I don't do shit for the internet
If you want smoke, we get into that
Me and my spiders got choppas, we finish that
I'm all in her body, I'm into that, uh
She in love with Bacardi, she sippin' that
Uh