10kdoobie - Wok Wok

Is that Tip12lve? (Yeah Tip12lve)
Man I'm working don't bother me baby
From a city this shit can get crazy
What he sippin'? He sippin' on wok wok
I be chilling, don't think that I'm lazy
808's steady banging from 12lve, talking prod I don't fuck wit the twelve
We some demons, we giving 'em hell
I can't wait till they give Brodie bail
And you know that them choppas gon' get on 'em
Fuck around cut 'em up and just rip on 'em
We don't do competition, we shit on 'em
Aka, Fuck wit Glocks, put a brick on 'em
And you know that I stay in control
Camera flash hit his ass, make 'em pose
Where I'm at? Nigga I'm up the road
Steady dumping and passing them loads
And you know that my whole crew geekin'
Hit one of mines then I'm leaving 'em leakin'
Not for the crying or bitching or screaming
We took a right, he got left on the cement
My baby eat babies, I'm talking the semen
I fuck her to much so she don't want me leaving
But I cannot stay with her cause baby keep thieving I
Hop in a ghost and go far away (Far away)
I send a trick and he gone today (Gone today)
Don't want it easy, the harder way (The harder way)
I been balling to much, put my heart away (Put my heart away)
Bitch you geekin' I see that you taxin' (Taxing)
And we taking 'em off he keep flashin' (He flash)
Now I'm up I don't see no one laughing
I got serious onna backend
Man I'm working don't bother me baby
From a city this shit can get crazy
What he sippin'? He sippin' on wok wok
I be chilling, don't think that I'm lazy
808's steady banging from 12lve, talking prod I don't fuck wit the twelve
We some demons, we giving 'em hell
I can't wait till they give Brodie bail
And you know that them choppas gon' get on 'em
Fuck around cut 'em up and just rip on 'em
We don't do competition, we shit on 'em
Aka, Fuck wit Glocks, put a brick on 'em
And you know that I stay in control
Camera flash hit his ass, make 'em pose
Where I'm at? Nigga I'm up the road
Steady dumping and passing them loads
Fuck all that want me to "take time"
Forty calibration hit 'em in FaceTime
Ion make time for her want me to make time
Come through that back door, I'm gone at the same time
I get so high that I'm stuck in a space time
Biting shit up she don't stop, she a canine
Holding shit down, I been rapping since grade nine
Slowing shit down you get stuck on delay line
Geekin' Beeping, in the dark we be deep when we creeping
I'm a whole different man when them leaves in
Niggas not fucking with me I'm peeping
I was on war shit and straight hit my phone on some bullshit
Now I'm happy as shit we got more clips
We won't take that off yo, that's some lor shit
They hit the floor when we moving on 'em
We make em dance we get grooving on em
Hop out with sticks Ian blow 'em cause shordie was lacking so I put a warning on em
Tried to be nice, Niggas took that fuck shit for the granted so I put a movie on em
Man I'm working don't bother me baby
From a city this shit can get crazy
What he sippin'? He sippin' on wok wok
I be chilling, don't think that I'm lazy
808's steady banging from 12lve, talking prod I don't fuck wit the twelve
We some demons, we giving 'em hell
I can't wait till they give Brodie bail
And you know that them choppas gon' get on 'em
Fuck around cut 'em up and just rip on 'em
We don't do competition, we shit on 'em
Aka, Fuck wit Glocks, put a brick on 'em
And you know that I stay in control
Camera flash hit his ass, make 'em pose
Where I'm at? Nigga I'm up the road
Steady dumping and passing them loads

Written by:
10k Doobie

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