IYKWIK lyrics

[Intro]
(Swag so hot, like woah)
(Double 0 down to her toes)
(I ain't f*ckin' with most of these hoes)
(I ain't f*ckin' with most of these hoes)
(I ain't f*ckin' with most of these hoes)
(I ain't f*ckin' with most of these hoes)
I-I-I-


[Chorus]
I pick that b*tch, lil' woah (Woah)
Swag so hot, like, woah (Woah)
Double 0 down to her toes (Yeah)
I ain't f*ckin' with most of these hoes (Yeah)
Put a ring on her, b*tch, don’t go (Go)
Strip off that b*tch like a pole (Uh)
Atreides, not talkin’ bout Paul (Uh)
All this weight, I can't hold (Hold)
She checkin' the swag, like, woah (She check it)
I put some glass all in her toes (She check it)
She know everywhere that I go (Woah)
I'ma f*ck that lil' b*tch, that lil' ho (Woah)
He run his mouth, sicko
Talkin' 'bout gang, I got a pole
Them songs better be slow
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
[Bridge]
Talkin' 'bout f*ck that boy Sicko
He runnin' his mouth and showin' his community page
Thinkin' he finna be sh*t, like
Keep draggin' yo nuts on the mic boy, that sh*t ain't gonna get no where
Ha-ha

[Verse]
Payback, in the Maybach
When she pull up, know she goin' wack
I got hoes, b*tch, pull up, she gon' suck the di*k
Hit it from the back-back
Take some pics, like woah
Rowin' it, row like a boat
Pockets so fat, they full
All of y'all pockets be froze
Doin' the most, y'all pockets be froze
Take it out, got a ghost, like
f*ckin' with most of these hoes (Woah, woah)
Payback, in the maybach
When she pull up, know she goin' wack
Interrogate a b*tch
I'mma push a b*tch off the bed I-
I-I-I-

[Chorus]
I pick that b*tch, lil' woah (Woah)
Swag so hot, like, woah (Woah)
Double 0 down to her toes (Yeah)
I ain't f*ckin' with most of these hoes (Yeah)
Put a ring on her, b*tch, don’t go (Go)
Strip off that b*tch like a pole (Uh)
Atreides, not talkin’ bout Paul (Uh)
All this weight, I can't hold (Hold)
She checkin' the swag, like, woah (She check it)
I put some glass all in her toes (She check it)
She know everywhere that I go (Woah)
I'ma f*ck that lil' b*tch, that lil' ho (Woah)
He run his mouth, sicko
Talkin' 'bout gang, I got a pole
Them songs better be slow
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)