Mustard, Gunna, Young Thug - Woah Woah lyrics

Oh, woah oh, woah
Oh, woah, oh oh, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Oh, woah (yeah)
Oh, woah (yeah, Mustard on the beat, ho)

Tony Montana
White diamonds on my wrist and neck
I was just controllin' the way
Y'all niggas was trollin'
Led her to my opps, stab you up
And now your bed red
I went doctor on that bitch, now she sexy
I put a new nose on her face and new chest
Chest
I put a chain on the bitch, now her neck wet
You can call her pawn
Mermaid, her hair way too long, yeah
I just take ecstasy if
Shawty takin' Percocet, yeah
You was tryna fuck the bitch and
I was tryna get the neck (Woo)
I was tryna keep it crucial with
You on some project shit (Ayy)
You was tryna keep it bougie with
Her, now you never hit, yeah
This my anniversary
I had my chopper six years
Rose gold Vista, got the temper red, rare
(Ayy, ayy) blicky, blicky, real, real
Diamonds give me chills (Ayy)
Steve Harvey, Benz red, rims solid kill (Ayy)

Dennis Rodman, diamonds all colors, woah
Woah (Ayy)
Clive Christian, all designer colors, woah
Woah (Woah)
I've been mad shoppin' in a Sprinter, woah
Woah (Woah)
When I get through fuckin'
I'ma bill her, woah, woah
(Woah, woah)
I'ma put a ring on her toe, woah, woah
(Woah, woah)
Hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah
Woah (Woah, woah)
Diamonds of Atlanta, I left 'em more, woah
Woah (Woah, woah)
I've been gettin' supported since
The stove, woah, woah
(Ayy)

Oh, woah oh, woah
Oh, woah, oh oh, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Oh, woah oh, woah

Bad little nigga
Space coupe, panoramic glass in the middle
Jewelry box lookin' like a
Bag full of Skittles
Underdog, but that bag done got bigger
Owner of the house
None of my cars are a rental
Room for her and her friends
I pay for all their incidentals
Hope you comprehend
I do my songs without a pencil
She wanna fuck again
I look for time in my agenda
I stuff cash in my denim
And I'm strapped, I'll hit 'em
I can't be a victim, nah
I can't beat the system
And I always put it on
Gucci on my little ones
Know some niggas did me a wrong
I never forgive 'em
Me and my whole crew enormous
You niggas little
FN and the mini carbons, don't need a hitter
I stay high, I smoke a garden
Weed in my liver
Young Gunna, I beg your pardon
Forever dripper (Ayy)

Dennis Rodman, diamonds all colors, woah
Woah
Clive Christian, all designer colors, woah
Woah (Woah)
I've been mad shoppin' in a Sprinter, woah
Woah (Woah)
When I get through fuckin'
I'ma bill her, woah, woah
(Woah, woah)
I'ma put a ring on her toe, woah, woah
(Woah, woah)
Hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah
Woah (Woah, woah)
Diamonds of Atlanta, I left 'em more, woah
Woah (Woah, woah)
I've been gettin' supported since
The stove, woah, woah
(Ayy)

Oh, woah oh, woah
Oh, woah, oh oh, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Oh, woah oh, woah

Woah, woah oh, woah
Oh, woah, oh woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Oh, woah woah, woah