Finatic - WOAHHH

Hmmmm
Aye
Gang Gang Gang
Finatic
I'm So Slimee

You keep runnin' ya mouth, you a clusmy boy
Why you spillin' ya shit?
You better stay back, don't get to close
I'ma have to open ya shit
Nighas stay tryna' be down, if he in the mix
He cooked like grits
Fresh to death
You would've thought, I died in this fit

I know I love you, I gotta admit
But nah, I don't want to commit
I'ma put my kids in her mouth, she gon' babysit
Said you gon' do what to 5iveten? You a stupid bitch
One false move, get him wiped
Fuck a handkerchief

If he want smoke, spread the heat
That's a wildfire
Let it blow, fuck a balloon
Pop him, make him fly higher
Now, his ass fallin' out the air like a skydiver
Jackhammer, put him on his neck
Fuck a piledriver

Leavin' the house, boy yo' blick is required
Bro, keep a grip that's pliers
Sparkin' shit up, I'ma set you on fire
We slide like electric, put him on a wire
Slatt got a stick, from the Woods like Tiger
He gon let it sing, fuck a choir
Thinkin' he greasy, well I got a fryer
It rip thru his clothes, now he got no attire
Hmmmm
Leave his shit red let it splat, tomatoes
We gon' mash us a nigga, potatoes He softer than clay, why he tryna play doh?
Get him tracked down, you gon' think I'm Diego
Leave his shit hot, get him cooked alfredo
Heat on his dome, let it blow volcano
Natural disaster, I call it tornado

I know I love you, I gotta admit
But nah, I don't want to commit
I'ma put my kids in her mouth, she gon' babysit
Said you gon' do what to 5iveten? You a stupid bitch
One false move, get him wiped
Fuck a handkerchief

Woahhh, woahhhh
Woahhhhh, woahhhhhhh
Mmm-mmm-mm-mmmmm
Mmm-mmm-mm-mmmmm
Woahhh, woahhhh
Woahhhhh, woahhhhhhh
Mmm-mmm-mm-mmmmm
Mmm-mmm-mm-mmmmm

I know I love you, I gotta admit
But nah, I don't want to commit
I'ma put my kids in her mouth, she gon' babysit
Said you gon' do what to 5iveten? You a stupid bitch
One false move, get him wiped
Fuck a handkerchief

Leavin' the house, boy yo' blick is required
Bro, keep a grip that's pliers
Sparkin' shit up, I'ma set you on fire
We slide like electric, put him on a wire
Slatt got a stick, from the Woods like Tiger
He gon let it sing, fuck a choir
Thinkin' he greasy, well I got a fryer
It rip thru his clothes, now he got no attire
Hmmmm
Leave his shit red let it splat, tomatoes
We gon' mash us a nigga, potatoes He softer than clay, why he tryna play doh?
Get him tracked down, you gon' think I'm Diego
Leave his shit hot, get him cooked alfredo
Heat on his dome, let it blow volcano
Natural disaster, I call it tornado

Woahhh, woahhhh
Woahhhhh, woahhhhhhh

Written by:
Abdullah Bey

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