Fredo Bang, MGM Lett - Wocky Life lyrics

Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II

[Fredo Bang, MGM Lett - Wocky Life lyrics]

My voice fucked up al Geno on the track

Spent a lot of money on wocky
I live a lean life
"They only respect fuck niggas
Is what it seems like
I could look a nigga in the face
And tell that he ain’t right
Man it been a minute since a
Nigga had a clean Sprite
All my niggas got the green light
My bitches say i'm goated
I rock presidential Rollies
Niggas in the streets done voted"
On my momma, youngest child
But I take care of her like the oldest"
They cop the drip and I might drown
Em’ make them niggas go gеt floaters

I'm smoking on
Exotic-zotic-zotic-zotic-zotic
Come shop with mе I got
It-got it-got it-got it he died cuz
He plotted-plotted-plotted-plotted-plotted
I'm flyer than
A pilot-pilot-pilot-pilot-pilot

Lett sold so much weed that
Nigga must have grown here
I'm too connected cut a bitch
Off like a phone bill
TJ was a gangster how he
Died off the wrong pill?
Every nigga wit me got a
Banger and they gon’ kill
Say, nigga I won't damn change
Exotic weed this a real strain
Shit got me higher than a airplane
Pour wocky in the cream soda"
Standing up, trying not to lean over

Spent a lot of money on wocky
I live a lean life
They only respect fuck niggas
Is what it seems like
I could look a nigga in the face
And tell that he ain’t right
Man it been a minute since a
Nigga had a clean Sprite
All my niggas got the green light
My bitches say i'm goated
I rock presidential Rollies
Niggas in the streets done voted
On my momma, youngest child
But I take care of her like the oldest
They cop the drip and I might drown
Em’ make them niggas go get floaters

Ay, mm
I slip out them trenches with them 38s
I was packing revolvers before they
Ever claimed a 38 they still judging off my
I been playing cool, but niggas
Know how to play, i come with cars you faint
"Oh you ain't never felt a slug huh?
He got a pistol in this bitch
Now he a thug huh?
All them gangs up on the net
Last nigga spoke on G that nigga still, still
Spent a lot of money on guns
I live a real life gotta killer city
They keep playing that's what it seem like
Walking out that door without that pistol
That don't feel right smelt that gunpowder
Ever since I never been right

Spent a lot of money on wocky
I live a lean life
They only respect fuck niggas
Is what it seems like
I could look a nigga in the face
And tell that he ain’t right
Man it been a minute since a
Nigga had a clean Sprite
All my niggas got the green light
My bitches say i'm goated
I rock presidential Rollies
Niggas in the streets done voted
On my momma, youngest child
But I take care of her like the oldest
They cop the drip and I might drown
Em’ make them niggas go get floaters

I'm smoking on
Exotic-zotic-zotic-zotic-zotic
Come shop with me I got
It-got it-got it-got it he died cuz
He plotted-plotted-plotted-plotted-plotted
I'm flyer than
A pilot-pilot-pilot-pilot-pilot yeah, yeah

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