Trae 'Nem - Woah!

Rims keep spinning when I stop
Rims keep spinning when I stop
Pull up in a drop
Rims keep spinning when I stop
I got pockets filled with guap
I make all the ladies hot
Way I get around the city
Man I’m feeling like Tupac
Damn I feel like Bob the builder
And it’s time to open shop
I sip a cup of the wock
This shit is slowing my heart
My niggas never gone stop
I gotta end up on top
I gotta back to the loft
Now I am really on top
Baby girl give me top
Head shot like this is Black Ops
I never fuck with a op
I never fuck with a cop
But if I see it I cop
Head into Neimans I shop
Look at these diamonds they spark
You can see me in the dark
They charging twenty at the door
You can leave me in the car
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
I'm in DC with the moes
They say I'm doing the most
I might pull up in a ghost
I might pull up in a Rolls
She on IG with the pose
She got the white on her toes
She said that she wanna roll
Young nigga, I'm on a roll
Think she in love with Devontrae
She say she feeling my feng shui
I'ma turn up the whole function
I'm in the paint like Lebron James
I hit the bank for deposit
This shit won't fit in a wallet
She got the red in her hair call her scarlet
My niggas wavy and gnarly
Is that your bitch i think I got her in the lost and found
It's crazy all the shit she gone be you be doing when you not around
Pre rolls, we blow
Two hoes, free throw
All the hoes on go
Woah woah woah woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah
I sip a cup of the wock
This shit is slowing my heart
I got her back to the loft
She in my room, it's co-op
Head shot like it is Black Ops
She on my broom, on my mop

Written by:
Devontrae Williams

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