(Get off the Fucking wok)

(I'm off the wok can feel)

(I'm kidding bro it's the za ye)

(Ye ye)

(Ye ye ye)

(Ye ye ye ye ye)

Yeah

I can not spill any

Wok

Geeked up bitch

Yeah I cannot flop

Emo bitches

Tryna geek up

On za

Ion gaf

I got guap my mind

I got racks bitch

Mob ties

Shut tf boy

Stay in your line

You don't got a bitch nigga

No lie

Think bout gettin

U even won't try

Designer on me

I'm be rocking This life

Too much motion

Overwhelming

It's Aight

Drank in my cup

It's purple with no ice

I got these bands

Im making overnight

Swagged out

Full designer

My type

Geeked out

Eyes closed

No light

No light no light