Tokyo Woods Wasabi Guap (Ft. $NOT)

[Intro]
Real trap shit
This is a certified hood classic

[Chorus: Wasabi Guap]
I'm tryna' ball out in Tokyo, I'm tryna' sell out a show
I'm so ecstatic from head to toe, they sleepin' on me they don't know
She grab on my hands, she all in my way, we chillin' way up on the cloud
They killin' the vibe, they feelin' alive, they tryna' grab onto my clout, yuh

[Verse: $NOT]
Ay, I can't fuck with hoes, I can't sleep, I'm a
Midnight patrol, in the coupe drinking
Patrón (Ay), bitch calling my fucking phone
Leave me the fuck alone, see me in a white tee
Diamonds on my wrist looking so icy
Got a bitch name, yeah she spicy
I'm a Lorraine soldier
Stand tall with my shoulders
I bring the heat, when they gets colder
Shittin' on these niggas, I don't need no row, bruh
Niggas snakes but I'm a fucking cobra
See me in yo house posted on the fucking sofa
Wavy nigga lookin' folded

[Chorus: Wasabi Guap]
I'm tryna' ball out in Tokyo, I'm tryna' sell out a show
I'm so ecstatic from head to toe, they sleepin' on me they don't know
She grab on my hands, she all in my way, we chillin' way up on the cloud
They killin' the vibe, they feelin' alive, they tryna' grab onto my clout, yuh
I'm tryna' ball out in Tokyo, I'm tryna' sell out a show
I'm so ecstatic from head to toe, they sleepin' on me they don't know
She grab on my hands, she all in my way, we chillin' way up on the cloud
They killin' the vibe, they feelin' alive, they tryna' grab onto my clout, yuh
I'm tryna' ball out in Tokyo, I'm tryna' sell out a show
I'm so ecstatic from head to toe, they sleepin' on me they don't know
She grab on my hands, she all in my way, we chillin' way up on the cloud
They killin' the vibe, they feelin' alive, they tryna' grab onto my clout, yuh