Elisha Tayler - Wockery

Ooh
Nigga I'm the one don't lie
She was only here one night
Baby don't lie to me
I've been on fire for weeks
I can make her drop, no t-op
I be in the field no lie
Bitch make me feel alright
But she talking wockery, aye
Niggas be opps to me
Media false to me
I smoke her out, drinking Henny
She want some more I got plenty
Whats the outfit for today?
Woah, he talking down give him halo, yeah
Memories full of the Remy
She feeling vibes off the Brandy
I have her lit, make her touch her toes
Man, I promise I really got hella hoes
Driving around it ain't rented
Glock in the glove when its tinted
Black AF1's we might rob a nigga, man I got the FN I might drop a nigga
But I told God I'm done sinning
Bossing like Tony Monroe
Damn that bih' always on go
Bitch I can not take a joke
Nigga lets ride, we can get it
She in the crib I'ma split it
And you know I got it locked dawg, when did I turn to the top dog
Yeah
Nigga I'm the one don't lie
She was only here one night
Baby don't lie to me
I've been on fire for weeks
I can make her drop, no t-op
I be in the field no lie
Bitch make me feel alright
But she talking wockery, aye
Niggas be opps to me
Media false to me
I smoke her out, drinking Henny
She want some more I got plenty
Whats the outfit for today?
Woah, he talking down give him halo, yeah
Memories full of the Remy

Written by:
Elisha Clark

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