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letra de woah! - zay kanashi

[intro]
with a bad hoe, glock 19 with a beam on the scope
it came with a knife and i’ll put it to your throat
they want my life, but i cannot go, woah

[pre-chorus]
i don’t know why these f-ck n-ggas try me
tryna bring me down but they can’t
stevie wonder how these n-ggas tryna blind me
if you wanna go, then you gotta throw hands

[chorus]
with a bad hoe (yuh), glock 19 with a beam on the scope (b-tch)
it came with a knife and i’ll put it to your throat (bah, bah)
they want my life, but i cannot go, woah
choppa make a n-gga do pilates
they following my every move like paparazzi (oh yuh)
b-tch, i’m blowing up like kamikaze (kamikaze)
yeah, i’m going up, ain’t n0body else can top me, woah (oh yuh)

[verse]
unless i’m with your thot (b-tch), yeah, she give me top (yuh)
had to shut her up because you know she like to talk (shut her up now)
i’m about my money, yeah, i’m all about my guap (‘bout my guap now)
i’ma keep on stunting, yeah, i ain’t ever gon’ stop (never stop now)
yeah, i’m out here doing sh-t you know you can’t (you’re mad)
i’m from zoo york, i might hit the woo dance
counting up so many bands, i got dirty hands
so much ice on me, looking like an avalanche (ice, ice)
yeah, aye, now she see me
and she wanna freak me, her man wanna be me
said i was gon’ make it, they ain’t believe me
now they only talk to me whenever they need cash, yeah, these hoes needy
yeah, i got a lot of cash and she got a lot of ass
put two and two together like math
cooking up in the lab, bad hoe on my lap, yeah
i got all these other hoes mad
counting up my guala guala while i’m out in guatemala
keep a piece like dalai lama, yeah, i’m all about my dollar
b-tch, i ball like iguodala, if she want me, better holler
she a wild thing, gotta keep her on a collar, yeah
they said they ain’t f-cking with my rap
they saying i’m trash, well i’m saying that that’s cap
they following my every move like i’m a map, yuh
better stay tune in, yeah, you n-ggas better tap in
i ain’t capping
make a pop song, then i make a song where i’m really f-cking rapping (haha)
why you laughing?
they just mad ‘cause i’m doing sh-t that they could never f-cking make happen
[pre-chorus]
i don’t know why these f-ck n-ggas try me
tryna bring me down but they can’t
stevie wonder how these n-ggas tryna blind me
if you wanna go, then you gotta throw hands

[outro]
choppa make a n-gga do pilates
they following my every move like paparazzi
b-tch, i’m blowing up like kamikaze
yeah, i’m going up, ain’t n0body else can top me, woah

- zay kanashi

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