WWVD Lyrics by Hotboii
Put a bag on niggas’ heads
Put a bag on niggas’ heads
Put a bag on niggas’ head without trying to
Talk game get him dead and I got you
You a bitch and you know the one who shot you
You ain’t get no get back, what would Von do?
Told the teacher I’ma shine, said, “Stop dreamin'”
How a nigga dodge the feds they ain’t wanna see it?
Fuck you, come and come on catch me in a Lamborghini
Had to let my wrist breathe I was tired of freezing
I won’t let my life leave, always tote a semi
Always tote a Glock, shake some’, I’ma bust like a soda pop
Nigga playing both sides, boy you know you opp, for you it’ll be no tomorrow
Why’d he spin the Glock? I heard you told ’em stop, don’t wanna stop
Put a bougie bitch in Chanel with her toes out
Murder that she wrote, it’s a murder I don’t know ’bout
Dreams of arenas and friends it was
Dreams of arenas and friends it was sold out
Pour up codeine on PJs just to doze off
Society labeled me menace like O Dog
Chain got too many boogers, need a nose jo
Aye, group of pretty bitches, I just lust, y’all
Lemme take you on a date, all four of y’all
Fuck L2CSI3, yeah, I’m the type to spin for my respect, I never need a job
Put a bag on nigga’ head without trying to
Talk game get him dead and I got you
You a bitch and you know the one who shot you
You ain’t get no get back, what would Von do?
Told the teacher I’ma shine, said “Stop dreamin'”
How a nigga dodge the feds they ain’t wanna see it?
Fuck you, come and catch me in a Lamborghini
Had to let my wrist breathe I was tired of freezing