Wockstar Yung Weej

[Hook]
Can't stop flexing on these bitches
I be going too hard (I can't)
Pour the eight of Tech
All I do is fucking score (I'm scorin')
Sippin' up Wok with the Sprite
Sippin' up Wok with the pride
Sippin' up Wok with the Sprite
Sippin' up Wok with the pride
Mixin' the pills and juice
I feel so good, don't know what to do (What should I do?)
Give me some juice, pour me a deuce, my 20 ounce
I always keep me about a ounce
Chopper on me, hold a hunnid rounds
You get served, and gotta bounce
Get your ass left in the lost and found

[Verse]
(Sippin' up Wok with the Sprite
Sippin' up Wok with the pride
Sippin' up Wok with the Sprite
Sippin' up Wok with the pride)
She wanna come and see how I live
But after the top, I'm makin' her dip
I be stunting, bitch, check out my fit
Ksubi my jean, Margiela my feet
I got the sixth, and I poured up a 8
I start gettin' money, and people start hatin'
I start gettin' money, and people start hatin'
I start gettin' money, and people start hatin'
When I'm smokin' the cookie and start gettin' faded
Roll up a backwood then I face it
Blue face, that's all I been chasin'
Fuck all the plugs that been flakin' (fuck 'em!)
Smokin' on cookie back just for you Jack
Got so much racks, spend it all at Saks
Only Hunnids and 50s in my sacks
Every bean means bustin'
Fake people, can't trust 'em
No, I cannot trust 'em
That's why I hang with my bro
I be T'd up at all of my shows