WISS lyrics

by

Mike Dimes


[Intro]
Mike Dimes (Yeah)
Straight up (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Uh (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Homie act cool on the drop
I see him tryna plot
Got a little money, make a shorty act cool on a n*gga
Half an hour, she'll be back with the opps (Which kind?)
I ain't get no love from my city
All a n*gga wanted was some guap, I ain't ask for a lot (I ain't ask for a lot)
Run the game through my ma, plan the game with the pops
Brother told me if a n*gga act tough, he gon' pop
I hit up Joe Biden, I need me a stimmy, my n*gga (Stimmy, my n*gga)
They ain't f*ckin' with me, my n*gga (Okay)
I'm tryna get out of my city, my n*gga
These boys tryna kill me, my n*gga
I'ma go cop a 350 or a .380
Lifestyle been driving me crazy and I don't got time for the pus*y
She think 'cause I'm paid, we can have a lil' baby (Hold up)
Watch a young n*gga composure, I get to the bag when I'm off of the sofa
I touched me a rack before I touched diplomas
I touched on her cat before I try to bone her
I did me a lot, I just did what I told 'em, uh (Hold up)
Looking at me like I owe 'em, uh (Hold up)
Looking at me like she know me
She think that she special, she don't know my motive
[Chorus]
Wiss, watch out how I move like this (Like this)
n*gga get p*ssed, catch my drift
Wiss, I get the bag so swift
I get in my bag and these n*ggas get p*ssed
Wiss, watch out how I move like this
n*gga get p*ssed, catch my drift
Wiss, I get the bag so swift
I get in my bag and these n*ggas get p*ssed

[Verse 2]
Who in that whip? (Whip)
Who that young n*gga in VIP?
Boy, I'm too stiff
I got the strips, I got the commas
Go to the strip and f*ck up some commas
I had to make me a way, I had to make me a play
Run it up, breaking the bank, big boss
When I get in my bag, they get p*ssed off
Boy, I drink liquor, this sh*t ain't no crystal
I got a b*tch and she suckin', her lips soft
We carry rockets, the gang finna lift off
Don't f*ck with leeches, we takin' them ticks off
What can I say?
n*ggas turn b*tches when it come to the commas
P Diddy ain’t lyin', more money, more problems
I got off my ass and I got to a bag
And these n*ggas been hating, but they at the bottom
[Chorus]
Wiss, watch out how I move like this (Like this)
n*gga get p*ssed, catch my drift
Wiss, I get the bag so swift
I get in my bag and these n*ggas get p*ssed
Wiss, watch out how I move like this
n*gga get p*ssed, catch my drift
Wiss, I get the bag so swift
I get in my bag and these n*ggas get p*ssed, gang
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