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lirik lagu wülf $ – slowkiing

[intro: offset]
you know, young rich n*ggas
you know somethin’, we ain’t really never had no old money
we got a whole lotta new money though, hah
hey

[chorus: offset]
raindrop (drip), drop*top (drop*top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f*ckin’ on your b*tch, she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’, n*gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body, grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b*tch is bad and bougie (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n*ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30s and hundred*rounds too (grrah)
my b*tch is bad and bougie (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n*ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30s and hundred*rounds too (glah)

[verse 1: offset]
offset, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
rackaids on rackaids (racks), got back*ends on back*ends
i’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
i take your bih right from you (you)
b*tch, i’m a dog, roof (grr)
beat the ho walls loose (hey)
hop in the frog, whoo (skrrt)
i tell that bih to come comfort me (comfort me)
i swear these n*ggas is under me (hey)
they hate and the devil keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
ayy, we do the most (most)
yeah, pull up in ghosts (woo)
yeah, my diamond’s a choker (glah)
holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
[chorus: offset]
raindrop (drip), drop*top (drop*top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f*ckin’ on your b*tch, she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’, n*gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body, grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b*tch is bad and bougie (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n*ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30s and hundred*rounds too (grrah)
my b*tch is bad and bougie (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n*ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30s and hundred*rounds too (glah)

[verse 2: quavo]
pour a four, i’m droppin’ muddy, outer sp*ce, kid cudi (drank)
introduce me to your b*tch as wifey and we know she sl*ttin’ (b*tch)
broke a brick down, nutty buddy, now that n*gga duckin’ (phew)
don’t move too fast, i might shoot ya (huh?)
draco bad and bougie (draco)
i’m always hangin’ with shooters (brrah)
might be posted somewhere secluded (private)
still be playin’ with pots and pans, call me quavo ratatouille (cook it up)
run with that sack, call me b00bie (run with it)
when i’m on stage, show me b00bies (ayy)
ice on my neck, i’m the coolest (ice)
hop out the suicide with the uzi (pew*pew*pew)
i pull up, i pull up, i pull up
i hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt)
i’m cookin’, i’m cookin’, i’m whippin’
i’m whippin’ until it rock up, let it lock up (lock up)
i gave her ten racks
i told her go shoppin’ and spend it all at the pop up (ten)
these b*tches, they f*ck and suck d*ck
and they bustin’ for instagram, get your clout up

- slowkiing

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