Wock In Stock (Explicit)

Wock In Stock (Explicit) - Lil Yachty

Lyrics by：Miles Parks McCollum/Brandon Mitchell

Composed by：Miles Parks McCollum/Brandon Mitchell

Lousy

Hey

Ayy Mitch

Bought some Wock not to drink just to keep in stock

Slatt

Got a stick way too big I could kill a fox

Grrt

Hundred thousand dollars cash spent it in a stock

That cash

Sixty eights on my a*s two millies in my Glock

You see

I can't cop no Aston Martin

Broke

That s**t for the broke

No no

I got me a new Lamborghini

Skrrt

It came with remotes

Yes

My b***h came from overseas we f**k and she get choked

She fine

Outside with the goons and robbers all white like the pope

Ooh yeah

For the forty-fifth time I'm good everywhere

On God

Big boy Ferrari drop the top it's red like February

Skrrt

Ten-carat earrings a hundred grand no kizzy

Ya dig

This b***h geekin' off a school bus she Miss Frizzie

Beep

Her best friend took too much boot she too dizzy

Too dizz

I'm about to put 'em both in a figure-four

Check a n***a out

Yeah

I'm that n***a that get s**t done

Yeah

Tweetin' on my phone in the bath like Rev Run

Yeah on God

Concrete boy it's that new test ride on Big Pun

My bank

Got like five different APs who want one

Yeah AP

It's a fact

Yes

I'ma always

Yes

Get it done

I do

These n***as my sons and I'm 50 Cent

No love

Ridin' 'round

Yeah

In a Bentley

Yeah

And it got me bent

Yeah

This b***h thirsty she need more water you folks are Flint

Water

Bought some Wock not to drink just to keep in stock

Got a stick way too big I could kill a fox

Grrt

Hundred thousand dollars cash spent it in a stock

That cash

Sixty eights on my a*s two millies in my Glock

You see

I can't cop no Aston Martin

Broke

That s**t for the broke

No no

I got me a new Lamborghini

Skrrt

It came with remotes

Yes

My b***h came from overseas we f**k and she get choked

She fine

Outside with the goons and robbers all white like the pope

Ooh yeah

For the forty-fifth time I'm good everywhere

On God

Big boy Ferrari drop the top it's red like February

Skrrt

I'm just tryna f**k her from the back with no issues

We already know you goin' broke

Yes

Keep your tissues

Too much f**kin' money

Ooh

I've been making

Yes

I won't diss you

N***as plottin' on me that's okay 'cause I tote pistols

Yeah brrt

N***as count me out s**t that's okay 'cause I count money

F**k bein' in yo' top five my mama's countin' hundreds

On God Lousy