Woods lyrics

by

DJ Drama


[Intro]
Think y'all n*ggas know what it is
We all the way live
Shout out to my b*tches that do the postal, yeah

[Chorus]
I get Céline for my b*tch that do the postal
I get that brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal
I hit the papi then them b*tches screamin', "Ay"
I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it's dry
I threw that dope and all that dodi in the bushes
I heard the feds were lookin' for me, got to book it
I know you're sellin' but you need to cut the price
I get that pack and run that b*tch like Jerry Rice

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I got that A1 perico
Connect and I call me a Hector
I got ones that want the wholesale
I got ones that want the sectors
I got love for all my n*ggas
That'll come around and break it down in sections
Funny all these n*ggas pus*y
Only time I'm walkin', I don't need protection
I got a check on me right now
My ring lookin' like a lighthouse
All of them b*tches you seen on their Instagram flexin'
Be f*ckin' at my house
Trappin' all out of the B
Play Picasso on the beat
n*ggas p*ssy just to get me out
They know it's 50 thousand for the feat, sheesh
Let me tell you somethin' 'bout this chick that I got
I'ma buy her new Céline if she keeps mixin' my pot
She stay all up in the kitchen in that trap, in the B
She don't twerk but with that work I swear that ass is a beast
[Chorus]
I get Céline for my b*tch that do the postal
I get that brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal
I hit the papi then them b*tches screamin', "Ay"
I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it's dry
I threw that dope and all that dodi in the bushes
I heard the feds were lookin' for me, got to book it
I know you're sellin' but you need to cut the price
I get that pack and run that b*tch like Jerry Rice

[Verse 2]
Yeah, for the apologies
I made so much money this year
These n*ggas could never ever say they copied me
Ed Sheeran covers on my sh*t
These n*ggas could never ever say they're stoppin' me
f*ck the apology
I got some bad b*tches rollin', you know that they gotta be
All of my money colored like Monopoly, yeah
Tell all them b*tches
I'm rollin', I'm smokin', I'm sippin' on Hennessy, yeah
Beside them b*tches that came up from Memphis
My chick only 10 I see, yeah
Energy, energy, I got that b*tch off the Hennessy
All my diamonds white like they in supremacy
All my b*tches 10s like that's just the Tennessee
[Chorus]
I get Céline for my b*tch that do the postal
I get that brick, I get that bird from coast to coastal
I hit the papi then them b*tches screamin', "Ay"
I mix then pump my wrist and whip until it's dry
I threw that dope and all that dodi in the bushes
I heard the feds were lookin' for me, got to book it
I know you're sellin' but you need to cut the price
I get that pack and run that b*tch like Jerry Rice
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