Wow (mashup) Lyrics – Last-Dude
Singer: Last-Dude
Title: Wow (mashup)
(Ayy)
New Givenchy with the Rollie flooded, wow, wow, wow
Demons want me, chopper on me, blow ’em down, down, down
f#ck waiting, yeah, I need it right now, now, now
Pray to God I never come-come down, no, no
New Givenchy with the Rollie flooded, wow, wow, wow
Demons want me, chopper on me, blow ’em down, down, down
f#ck waiting, yeah, I need it right now, now, now
Pray to God I never come-come down, no, no
I just spent a 100 on a double cup (Double cup)
Sucking on me, say it when I f#cking up (f#cking up)
f#cking on me, molly got me f#cking up (f#cking up)
(Lil Peep, shawty, let me f#ck it up)
GothBoiClique in thе back of the Vic
Can’t drop no racks on a b#tch (Ayy)
Baby, I’ma crash in the whip, (Ayy)
On my suicide sh#t with a suicidе b#tch
(Okay, okay)
Criss-cross applesauce
Ride up on my croggy, uh
Eat the plate, no Rick Ross
I got some ape, no Harambe, uh
Nobody sayin’, that she said
She wanna tug my denim, mm
If you think that X is broke
Then look at my motherf#ckin’ banknote
Okay, like, are you okay, Annie?
In a Phantom like I’m Danny, huh
I’m tryna f#ck your granny
Tryna get Dagger Dick in her whole panties, huh
Said she really wanna touch eem body
But I just want brain like a nerd, rocka
Shout-out to 333rd
I’m flippin’ the bird, the bird is the word, huh
New Givenchy with the Rollie flooded, wow, wow, wow
Demons want me, chopper on me, blow ’em down, down, down
f#ck waiting, yeah, I need it right now, now, now
(Pray to God I never come-come down, no, no)
New Givenchy with the Rollie flooded, wow, wow, wow
Demons want me, chopper on me, blow ’em down, down, down
f#ck waiting, yeah, I need it right now, now, now
Pray to God I never come-come down, no, no
If you want it, come and get it
I come from the trenches ayy
n#gg#s thought that I was kiddin’ till I upped that Smith & ayy
I be beatin’ up the kitten when I’m f#cking b#tches ayy
I may f#ck your b#tch, dismiss ’em, I don’t even miss ’em ayy (Yeh)
Jumping out the bat cave, just like Bruce Wayne
Kickin’ sh#t like Liu Kang
My plug Palupé
Big racks on us, blue thangs
Big blues, no clues, yay
Your b#tch like to choose, ayy
But that’s your boo, ain’t it?
b#tch, I’m not your hubby, uh, I don’t even want you to touch me
Fifty K on this outfit, floss, I do that sh#t in public
n#gg# I ain’t with the fussin’, or the fighting at all
I keep the ratchet on me, uh, bullet hole in his head
And now they wanna call the feds
Now I’m getting out the jail, yeah (Uh)
Back to the cash flow, three nines ’til the world blow
New Givenchy with the Rollie flooded, wow, wow, wow
Demons want me, chopper on me, blow ’em down, down, down
f#ck waiting, yeah, I need it right now, now, now
Pray to God I never come-come down, no, no
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