woo! - kaixan lyrics
[intro]
you’re an assh0l*, you think you know me
graveem1nd
zeke, shut the f*ck up
haha
yeah
[verse 1]
lie to my face and then f*ck on your friend and you asking me, “when can i come over again?”
you just a f*ck*up, your money f*cked up, body like stocks, you gon’ end up in red
he wanna be super cool in that porsche, when i up it, it’s gonna turn into his bed
my gun ain’t russian but after the bussin’ is over you gon’ see a whole lot of red
okay, stop
run*run it back, b*tch, i need my money up
f*ck that check up like a sl*t
keep your head down, 7*up
hit that boy up with the (woo!)
[verse 2]
yeah, i love the tris and i pour it again
f*ckin’ that ho in the back of the benz
graveed up now, don’t need no friеnds
in gravee i trust, in gravee i spend
pull up to the party and leavе with a body that don’t always mean that i’m keeping it tucked
if i’m in the cut with your b*tch and her friend then i guess you can say that you ran out of luck
money counter go (beep) and it’s stuck
all this f*cking mud on me and i’m stuck
if she want it, i’ma buy her a b*tt
took two l’s, now i get buck
shoutout that b*tch ’cause she built like a truck
in love with the money, i’m adding it up (woo!)
[verse 3]
yeah, dressed up in black and i’m counting these bands, i be f*cking on thots and i’m feeling like batman
that boy, he washed up, that boy he drowning, just like it’s been trill, i put him in hashtags
that boy he big body, hefty, hefty, hefty, i’ma put him in a trash bag
she said she tryna make money so send me the cvv, give me the name to your $cashtag
walk in the bank and i’m laughing, ha
all of this money, it give me a flashback
might pop a perc on my tongue when i fly back
if i go out then i’m going out high class
bust on her face and i’m hitting her eyelash
i swear i’m blind when it come to the price tag
break the side window and then i’ma hijack
he wanna test me, i told him to try that (woo!)
[outro]
dj kai
gravee
lie to my face and then f*ck on your friend and you asking me, “when can i come over again?”
you just a f*ck*up, your money f*cked up, body like stocks, you gon’ end up in red
he wanna be super cool in that porsche, when i up it, it’s gonna turn into his bed
my gun ain’t russian but after the bussin’ is over you gon’ see a whole lot of red
okay, stop
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