That Wonton

(альбом: Thug Love - 2013)

Cheap Ass Hoes, Fucking Weak Ass Hoes,
Heard you claim you finna smack me,
Let's see how that goes.
Why you're tryin to lie 'bout it bitch,
My street ass knows
Now I never like to brag but pass me my gold
I got some 12's on, coca the wrong one to tell on
Fuck a label, put my self on,
Bitch getting paper through my cell phone,
For real.

This is why them other hoes is under me,
Bring a fucking army, if you come from me,
I'll chock you the fuck out if you wondering no feelings for you faggots
What the fuck you even done for me.

[Hook:]
Uh, 40 hoes they all bomb,
Hungry bitch get your chump on,
Disrespect me and get stumped on
Bitch you heard about that wonton.
That wonton, that wonton,
I heard them bitches love that wonton
That wonton, that wonton,
Holla at me for that wonton.

I heard it's coka, getting stuck in your nose
Honey whatever you like, I got it all for the low,
You respect me, I respect you bitch the drama is old
If you pushin me in these open streets
I drop in front of your door,
Like knock knock, saw you snitching
Give a fuck bout what the cops got
It ain't a game bring your ass to my chop shop,
Like fuck the fame and fuck a top spot, bitch.
Devil all in my ear,
Hand all on my nine, I've been fresh 20 years,
Should've seen the signs, ain't it weird how they doubted me,
Now mafuckas tryna shop for me. is no hate but Iuno fuck with you,
The least I'll say is look out for me,.

[Hook]