wagwan歌词-Destroy Lonely

wagwan歌词由Destroy Lonely演唱，出自专辑《If Looks Could Kill》，下面是《wagwan》完整版歌词！

wagwan歌词完整版

作词 : Bobby Sandmanie

作曲 : Bobby Sandmanie

[Chorus

Wagwan, nigga, what goin'?

My pants sagging, my gun showing

Some money way more greener than lawns

I go bad boy, Martin Lawrence

I got a bad *****, she a foreign

I'm up top nigga in New York

And my big bro just came from court

I got a stack full of all ones

I'm with some pretty hoes having fun

I'm in Italian, dripping in Milan

I only smoke 41, don't want no Runtz

I'm moving state to state, I'm on the run

That why I hate to face it, ain't a front

That's why I hate these niggas, they ain't nothing

That's why I hate these *****es they ain't nothing

[Verse

I'm getting paid, no, I can't be sad

****ing this ***** and I'm breaking her back

Came through with a whole lot of cash

Came through with a whole lot of weed

Smoke on

And my diamonds stay getting freeze

They way too cold, they on snow conе

No, I'm not Quavo but, baby, I count up by the hunchos

And I'm way too lit

If I pop out with this *****, can't go through the front door

And she way too wеt, when I hop up in this *****, I need a poncho

I ain't even tryna talk if it ain't about money, I can't hear it

I ain't even tryna **** with that lil' ***** if she ain't serious

Celine, Chanel, when you ask for the fashion demon, it ring a bell

No, I'm not playing fair, I spent so much on this ring, I'm kind of embarrassed

I don't even like to do too much

My *****, she do too much but I don't care

I'm sipping on *******

Counting up money while this ***** do my hair

[Chorus

Wagwan, nigga, what goin'?

My pants sagging, my gun showing

Some money way more greener than lawns

I go bad boy, Martin Lawrence

I got a bad *****, she a foreign

I'm up top nigga in New York

And my big bro just came from court

I got a stack full of all ones

I'm with some pretty hoes having fun

I'm in Italian, dripping in Milan

I only smoke 41, don't want no Runtz

I'm moving state to state, I'm on the run

That why I hate to face it, ain't a front

That's why I hate these niggas, they ain't nothing

That's why I hate these *****es they ain't nothing

Wagwan, nigga, what goin'?

My pants sagging, my gun showing

Some money way more greener than lawns

I go bad boy, Martin Lawrence

I got a bad *****, she a foreign

I'm up top nigga in New York

And my big bro just came from court

I got a stack full of all ones

I'm with some pretty hoes having fun

I'm in Italian, dripping in Milan

I only smoke 41, don't want no Runtz

I'm moving state to state, I'm on the run

That why I hate to face it, ain't a front

That's why I hate these niggas, they ain't nothing

That's why I hate these *****es they ain't nothing