Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Me and my **** we winnin', ****
We paid, ****
You **** standin' there with roaches in the house, ****
Need to stock up on some Raid, ****
We get money over here, ****
All gas no breaks, ****, we on go
We shake **** like earthquakes 'round this way, ****
Straight up
That's why they fuck with to Woop
[Verse 2]
Okay, they fuck with to Woop
'Cause I been real lifing this shit
And he's out here for the cheese
Just like some mices or shit
All of my **** too loyal
Remember the Titans and shit
And man, don't put on for these ****
You a just be scribe in this bitch
All of my **** buy chests
Yeah, like some stipends and shit
And I go over the top
Ain't no need to write in this shit
They say my bitches be dykey
Low key I be liking that shit
'Cause I'm just gon' dick the bitch down
And you can go wife lil' bitch
[Verse 3]
When I'm fresh off of a sack
I put some ice on my wrist
And all of my **** high boys
So don't being no ice in this bitch
I ain't nothing like you
You with that fighting and shit
I come looking for you
With hunters and rifles and shit
With ashes on bibles and shit
When matched with the silence and shit
Yeah, you be talkin' that talk
But you ain't 'bout that violence and shit
All of my **** real ****
So I fall back with my clique
'Cause every Glock hit got a dick
'Cause every Glock hit got a dick
[Verse 4]
You a hustling lil' ****
Or a customer lil' ****
You gon' fuck with us lil' ****?
Get your muscle up lil' ****
We be wifin' up lil' ****
We be touchin' up lil' ****
We don't fuck with them ****
And they be hatin' like fuck ****
[Verse 5]
Got my hater's go away
Make all my haters go away
Make all my haters go away
Make all my haters go away
But they feel better when they hate
[Verse 6]
I'm gon' spray
Rock out Woop
Broad day
Made in Russia
Foreign K
So if they play
It's oy, vey
Watch your back
Like relay
Them fuck ****
I can't relate
And all that pussy
That we slay
Yeah Woop nation
Seven ways
[Verse 7]
Y'all fuck ****
Y'all too fake
Nowhere near real
Y'all bough flay
I been for a while
Like Scarface
And rest in peace
My ****, DA
I'm on go
Why y'all on stay
Wet up your house
Fucky steaks
Crowd with money
And you cheapskates
We bought our chip
Like Frito Lay
[Verse 8]
You a hustler, lil' ****
Or a customer, lil' ****?
You gon' fuck with us, lil' ****?
Get your muscle up, lil' ****
We be roughin' up lil' ****
We be touchin' up lil' ****
We don't fuck with them lil' ****
And they be hatin' like fuck ****
[Verse 9]
Got my hater's go away
Make all my haters go away
Make all my haters go away
Make all my haters go away
But it feel better when they hate
Written by: Chuck Ford