Rise Hawk - Wolf Of Wallstreet
Wolf of Wallstreet let them know
Counting money from Chicago
To the hills up in LA
I just need a new Bugatti
And maybe a new rari
For the shawtys out in Cali
Say the price
And I'll send ok
Wolf of Wallstreet let them know
Got bitches from Morocco
To the shores out in Spain
Nah fucking ain't my problem
It's the choices that gon set my fate
No escape
Get it I just set the pace
I don't want shots
I want bottles
Fill up the coupe
With some models
Got a bad bitch
Yeah she swallow
Fill up the clip
With some hollows
Shoot up his body
And run run
Said it's on sight bruh
Don't talk if you ain't fight
Cuz we do this all night
Shoot that shot straight at your dome
Out like a light
Out of spite
Shoulda put this shit aside
But now you straight outta time
So fuck you bitch I'm running mine
Testament to my rhetoric
Imma fuck it up if you ain't with it
And imma stay dripped when I'm spitting this
Wolf of Wallstreet let them know
Counting money from Chicago
To the hills up in LA
I just need a new Bugatti
And maybe a new rari
For the shawtys out in Cali
Say the price
And I'll send ok
Send ok
Get it I just set the pace
They don't wanna catch my wave
I just get it bitch I'm paid
What to say
They don't wanna see me when I'm made
So bitch get the fuck up off my page
Wolf of Wallstreet let them know
Got bitches from Morocco
To the shores out in Spain
Nah fucking ain't my problem
It's the choices that gon set my fate
No escape
Get it I just set the pace
Wait wait
It's already over
My boy went and bent your bitch over
Cuz bitch I'm in Amsterdam
Plotting my master plan
Nah you can't see this coming
I body like Drummond
I shoot like it's something
You shooting for something
And that shit is nothing
So when is you pulling up
Wolf of Wallstreet let them know
Got millis for the homies
And a couple for the hoes
When you pulling up slow
She just wanna get more
Drop the Henny at the door
She just act right back to the
Where'd it go
Beats gone
But I keep my sights on the reticle
They don't wanna see me let it go
I just comeback I'm the setting stone
Bro I think that's your cue to go
Who's to say
Imma let it spray
Cuz these flows is bullets
I just shot your mullet
I cash out big profit
No I won't go stop this
Cuz when I go drop this
You know it's gon be hot
I can't go and save you later
If you gonna be a hater
You can pack a bag
And say your ass goodbye
Wolf of Wallstreet let them know
Counting money from Chicago
To the hills up in LA
I just need a new Bugatti
And maybe a new rari
For the shawtys out in Cali
Say the price
And I'll send ok
Send ok
Get it I just set the pace
They don't wanna catch my wave
I just get it bitch I'm paid
What to say
They don't wanna see me when I'm made
So bitch get the fuck up off my page
Written by:
Michael Vega
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