Lucki

all wock


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Mm, ayy

I really want all Wock', uh
She must've heard 'bout me, ayy, she was already pourin' out pops, uh
Cookies store, no ID, Cullinan truck make me feel like a pops, uh
Told her, "Tune, notice me," niggas fake traders like Forex be

"How you get money no tour?" I'll see, ayy
'Cause that bitch wait for my drops
Yellow Brick Road, my Dorothy
Trackhawk red, got foreign seats
Instagram live, fuck FaceTime
She be in the comments, like, "Notice me"
707, won't waste time
I'ma bet on all of these horsies
Huh, vroom, vroom
Niggas really out here finished
I keep sippin' my VVS
Max said he can really see me in it
She said, "Can you pick it up? It ain't tinted"
Thirty MGs, keep slurrin' my sentence
She wanna do the whole tour with me
New wave pay for our lawyer fees
Vroom, ayy

I really want all Wock'
She already heard 'bout me, uh, she was really pourin' out pops, uh
Cookies store, no ID, Cullinan truck make me feel like a pops, uh
Told her, "Tune, notice me," niggas fake traders like Forex be, uh, huh, ayy
I really want all Wock', uh
I really want all Wock', uh
I really want all Wock'

Nod off in her front seat
Your ho love a junkie
Turn her up a whole new rental
Lil' ho look like Kendall, uh
Shawty just must've said fuck me, ho posted up with some niggas, uh
Still get paid for the songs where she broke my heart, sayin' her name in 'em, uh
Really don't like Challengers, can't fit the gang in 'em, huh
I do fast-ass coupes, uh
Percocet with the juice, uh
What the fuck is safety?
And your besties throwin' 'oops, uh
Nigga, we stole out of Macy's, matched our Louis belts for school, uh
What the fuck is safety? And your besties throwin' 'oops, uh
Cop a super hot place too
But it's supercharged up too, uh
Fifteen hundred for a eight, uh
I fell out of love with the juice, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy

I really want all Wock', ayy
I really want all Wock'
She already heard 'bout me, ayy, she already pourin' out pops, huh
Cookies store, no ID, Cullinan truck make me feel like a pops, huh
Told her, "Tune, notice me," niggas be traders like Forex be, uh
Ayy, ayy, I really want all Wock'
Ayy