"Woah" lyrics - 21 SAVAGE
[Intro:]
(Pull up in the trenches, pull up in the trenches)
Pull up in the trenches, pull up in the trenches (skrrt, skrrt)
I was selling dope when I was fourteen (fourteen)
Re'in up with fifty what the fuck you mean? (fuck you niggas mean)
The fuck you niggas mean? (21 21)
I robbed em for two bands back there by the park (back nigga)
Don't you pull down in them 'partments after dark (don't you do it)
Five niggas five choppas and a brick a hard (brick a hard)
Neighbor callin 12 she say we making noise (making noise)
I pull up in the coupe you know it push start (push start)
I been jumped in the street I had a push start (blatt blatt)
Drank sippin lane switching with the gang bitch (gang bitch)
Girl stop you know your baby daddy lame bitch (that nigga lame bitch)
You say you wanna shoot we on the same shit (bloaw bloaw)
The shit a nigga tote will make a plane flip (pew pew pew)
VVS's make a nigga chain drip (drip drip)
Choppa flip a nigga like Liu Kang kicks (hiyukan)
[Chorus:]
Smokin' outta bag (Woah)
Count a lotta cash (Woah)
Drank a lotta syrup (Woah)
Pop a lotta xans (Woah)
Cook a lotta bricks (Woah)
Hit a lotta licks (Woah)
Tote a lotta sticks (Woah)
Fuck a niggas bitch (Woah)
Pull up in a Porsche (Woah)
Pull up in a 'Rari (Woah)
Pull up on a Harley (Woah)
Bitch I beg your pardon (Woah)
I been getting money (Woah)
You been doing nothing (Woah)
Baby daddy sorry (Woah)
I been counting hundreds (Woah)
Bitch you know your baby daddy sorry hoe (he sorry hoe)
I pull up in a Benz & a 'Rari hoe (in a 'Rari hoe)
Valet walk up on me when I hit the door (skrrt skrrt)
I take that double cup and then I pour a fo' (mudd mudd)
I'm sippin codeine on the plane jack (on the plane jack)
First class shit with the gang jack (21 21 21)
How much you gon' pay me for your chain back (your chain back)
Pussy ass nigga got his chain snatched (pussy)
21 Gang you know I claim that (21 21)
These niggas say they shooting where your aim at (21 21 21)
Niggas say they banging got they stain snatched (pew pew)
Boy you know you been a lame since like way back (blatt blatt blatt)
I pull up on your hoe and then I dick her down (I dick her down)
Ridin' round the city with a hundred pounds (shhhhhhhh)
Ridin' through your hood with a hundred rounds (pew pew pew)
If I catch a play then imma gun em down (pew pew pew pew)
[Chorus:]
Smokin' outta bag (Woah)
Count a lotta cash (Woah)
Drank a lotta syrup (Woah)
Pop a lotta xans (Woah)
Cook a lotta bricks (Woah)
Hit a lotta licks (Woah)
Tote a lotta sticks (Woah)
Fuck a niggas bitch (Woah)
Pull up in a Porsche (Woah)
Pull up in a 'Rari (Woah)
Pull up on a Harley (Woah)
Bitch I beg your pardon (Woah)
I been getting money (Woah)
You been doing nothing (Woah)
Baby daddy sorry (Woah)
I been counting hundreds (Woah)
