
wop wop - kooda b lyrics
[intro]
uh
[bridge]
ever since i got the bag, i see them in they feelings
i’ma keep on stacking paper ’til this sh-t up to the ceiling
balling on you haters, sh-t, i’m feeling like i’m pippen
i’ma f-ck ya b-tch tonight
[chorus]
god-given wop wop, right up in the drop-top
i got my c-cked glock, quick to make it hot, hot
we send them shots, shots, somebody gettin’ pop, popped
i cannot stop running to the guap, opp
[bridge]
ever since i got the bag, i see them in they feelings
i’ma keep on stacking paper ’til this sh-t up to the ceiling
balling on you haters, sh-t, i’m feeling like i’m pippen
i’ma f-ck ya b-tch tonight
[chorus]
god-given wop wop, right up in the drop-top
i got my c-cked glock, quick to make it hot, hot
we send them shots, shots, somebody gettin’ pop, popped
i cannot stop running to the guap, opp
[verse]
if you ain’t talking guap sh-t, get up out my face
ran into a opp thot, love get a taste
i told her, “watch who you texting ‘fore you die today”
you see, we got it on our own, n0body paved the way
pretty little thot, thot, f-ck her in my high tops
gorilla glue up in this blunt, we got hotbox
trey pound on my waist, i do not box
for that bag, we on yo’ -ss, we will not stop
bing, blaow, man down
ambulance out when kooda come around
bing, blaow, man down
ambulance out when kooda come around
[bridge]
ever since i got the bag, i see them in they feelings
i’ma keep on stacking paper ’til this sh-t up to the ceiling
balling on you haters, sh-t, i’m feeling like i’m pippen
i’ma f-ck ya b-tch tonight
[chorus]
god-given wop wop, right up in the drop-top
i got my c-cked glock, quick to make it hot, hot
we send them shots, shots, somebody gettin’ pop, popped
i cannot stop running to the guap, opp
[bridge]
ever since i got the bag, i see them in they feelings
i’ma keep on stacking paper ’til this sh-t up to the ceiling
balling on you haters, sh-t, i’m feeling like i’m pippen
i’ma f-ck ya b-tch tonight
[chorus]
god-given wop wop, right up in the drop-top
i got my c-cked glock, quick to make it hot, hot
we send them shots, shots, somebody gettin’ pop, popped
i cannot stop running to the guap, opp
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