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whew - see myself (intro) lyrics
wucci
yeahh yeahh yeahh
(hook)
you don’t gotta ask if i’m solid
put him in pocket he get outta pocket
see through the bullsh_t, i sit back and watch it
i run through these racks but these shoes ain’t huaraches
i took a cheap hoe to benihibachi!
sent in the documents now we back rockin’
i’m getting’ the paper like i’m makin’ copies
2020 c8, this not a ferrari
i can’t see myself tellin’ you sorry
i can’t see myself havin’ to borrow
i’m at fault then i’m takin’ a charge
i get paper from redan to barge
i’m a dealer and i play with cards
was sippin’ codeine but ain’t hit her raw
i ain’t selfish, lеt her hit my dawg
four grams, this backwood a log
(verse)
i put it in traffic, takе risk on the road
start from scratch, yeah i know how it go
found a country boy buyin’ some lows
he pay the high like they grown indoors
fn stuck on my hip
but these rps keep me on my toes
i don’t even do my own laundry
what the f_ck make you think i’mma fold
n____s ain’t even gon’ ride
why the f_ck you worry ‘bout what i drove
n____s ain’t even gon’ slide
why the f_ck you walk ‘round with a pole
hundred racks bussin’ out a wrapper, no cap
ain’t a f_ck n____ ‘round that i owe
shootin’ dice, that’s a thousand a roll
she gon’ f_ck for a thousand, i know
if the bank roll fold then it’s sold
all my diamonds they keepin’ me cold
sit on top of each other just like a row
the b_tch got aggy so i let the hoe go
ain’t sh_t sweet, i’m just lettin’ you know
i’m in la, i’m watchin’ her play with her nose
go to dc and they treat me like trump
they say “wucci, we know you the one” (know you the one)
(hook)
you don’t gotta ask if i’m solid
put him in pocket he get outta pocket
see through the bullsh_t, i sit back and watch it
i run through these racks but these shoes ain’t huaraches
i took a cheap hoe to benihibachi!
sent in the documents now we back rockin’
i’m getting’ the paper like i’m makin’ copies
2020 c8, this not a ferrari
i can’t see myself tellin’ you sorry
i can’t see myself havin’ to borrow
i’m at fault then i’m takin’ a charge
i get paper from redan to barge
i’m a dealer and i play with cards
was sippin’ codeine but ain’t hit her raw
i ain’t selfish, let her hit my dawg
four grams, this backwood a log
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