[Intro]
Wop
Ay, ay, it's Wop
Ay (Wop)
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Ay, ay, ay

[Verse]
Momma need a mansion (A mansion)
Wopster want a Wraith (It's Wop, skrt)
Got one question for these rappers, is you real or fake? (Ay, lil whore)
All these n***as bitches (They bitches, Wop)
All they do is hate (They hate)
These n***as talk behind my back, but smilin' in my face (Ay, bitch)
Wopster gettin' cake (Get guap, Wop)
I go state to state (It's Wop, pssh)
Damn, I let my n***as starve while I'm eatin' steak (It's Wop, yeah)
All I care about is family, wanna see 'em straight (See 'em straight, ay)
N***as broke and got no muscle, so they can't relate (It's Wop, yeah)
I just fuck her face (Yeah, Wop)
We can't go on dates (Lil whore, nah)
I was raised with manners (Yeah)
But I'll chain that bitch's chains (Ay, lil whore)
This a V12 engine, I'm ignorant, i'm switchin' lanes (Skrt)
And Guwop gave me my chain, I ain't met Johnny Dang (It's Wop)
Don't you come down to the trenches where they gangbang (Ay)
Clips hang (Yeah)
N***a, let your nuts hang (It's Wop, it's Wop)
Nowadays, these rappers lie in lyrics and that shit lame (They lyin')
When they get up in a jam, they actin' stiff, mane (Ay)
Where that Draco you was talkin' 'bout in all your raps? (Where is it?)
That shit cap, n***a, show that shit, pull it out (Ay, yeah)
Up this 40 with a dick and I'ma air you out (Yeah)
N***as beefin', n***as tweakin', get killed over clout (Ay, over some clout)
If you ain't with the shits, advise you close your mouth (Lil whore, bitch)
Got some young n***as, won't hesitate, run in your house (Ay, shit)
You ain't with the shits, advise you close your mouth (It's Wop, yeah)
Have my n***as tie your momma, pistol in her mouth (Lil whore, ay)
Where the guap at? N***a, get out (Yeah, shit, Wop)
He ain't wanna give his shit up, took another route (Ay, Wop)
I can't fuck on that green light then they pack 'em out (Sex)
I'ma take over this bitch and I'ma trap it out (Ay)
Dead mans, n***as ain't bout what they rap about (It's Wop)
We don't beef on internet, we gon' clap it out (Ay)
You can have a hundred n***as, I ain't backin' out (Nah, lil whore)
Up the chopper (Wop), then I get to blackin' out (Ay, ay)
You want pressure? Uh, smoke you like a Black & Mild (It's Wop)
He got hit up (Pssh, pssh, pssh), he ain't got no feelings now (Ay)
He was standin' mighty tall (Wop), chopper sat him down (Ay)
Soul floatin' to the sky, his body in the ground (Ain't got no soul, ay)
I'm the reaper (Wop), Jeepers Creepers, keep my heater (Yeah)
Your bitch a eater, I hit that bitch like Derek Jeter (She mine)
N***as get all in they feelings (Eah) and they turn to divas (Lil whore, ay)
Lil Wop ain't fuckin' with these n***as, I can't do your feature (Lil bitch, nah)