Whoopty – CJ
Nghệ sĩ: CJ
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
Heavy on the SSO shit, man
Loyalty over royalty, y'all niggas know the vibes
Pxcoyo killed this beat, bitch
Whoopty
Bitch, I'm outside, it's a movie (Whoopty), huh
Blue cheese
I swear I'm addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper like loose leaf (Huh)
Bitch, I'm 'bout my chicken like it's a two-piece
You can have your bitch back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (Gag)
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the '42, I'm blowing her back out (Blowing her back out)
I'm back on my bullshit, swing back with a full clip
They say I'm moving ruthless
And my shootеrs, they shootin'
I won't take her to Ruth's Chris (And my shootеrs, they shootin'), damn
I get the breesh, then it's adiós
If I'm with your treesh, then she's giving throat
When I see police, then we getting low (When I see police)
That's another piece, that's another Zoe
Ice in the VV's, now she's down to get treeshy (Ice in the VV's)
I got all this water on me like FIJI
Bitch, I'm posted up with Hats and the Sleezys
Smokin' the Zaza, it goes straight to the māthā
I'm hittin' the cha-cha, open his lata
Then he dancin' bachata
Smokin' the Zaza, it goes straight to the māthā
I'm hittin' the cha-cha, open his lata
Then he dancin' bachata
Whoopty
Bitch, I'm outside, it's a movie (Whoopty), huh
Blue cheese
I swear I'm addicted to blue cheese
I gotta stick to this paper like loose leaf (Huh)
Bitch, I'm 'bout my chicken like it's a two-piece
You can have your bitch back, she a groupie
She just swallowed all my kids in the two-seat (Gag)
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the '42, I'm blowing her back out (Blowing her back out)
I'm back on my bullshit, swing back with a full clip
They say I'm moving ruthless
And my shootеrs, they shootin'
I won't take her to Ruth's Chris (And my shootеrs, they shootin'),ayy
Swagged out
For Milly, we bringing them gats out
I still got some racks stuffed in the trap house
Off the '42, I'm blowing her back out (Blowing her back out)
I'm back on my bullshit, swing back with a full clip
They say I'm moving ruthless
And my shootеrs, they shootin'
I won't take her to Ruth's Chris (And my shootеrs, they shootin')