Wokeup

Yeah, woke up sipping Wock', yeah He sipping on fake drop, yeah This shit around the clock I'm too high, I can't stop it I just left the bank, ain't made a deposit Boy, this an SRT, this ain't no Masi' Uh, hold on, my bitch bad as hell, his hoe got mileage All these racks on me, ain't go to college Yeah, that nigga want him a feat', told him send the deposit Damn, choppa right under my feet, it get to wilding Ha, I do shit he can't, yeah He not in my rank, I'm that nigga and he ain't Made like ten racks off some drank I keep cash, like fuck the bank Told that nigga, just stay in his lane Riding with sticks inside the Range Yeah, woke up sipping Wock', yeah He sipping on fake drop, yeah This shit around the clock I am too high, I can't stop it I just left the bank, ain't made a deposit Boy, this an SRT, this ain't no Masi' I spent racks in YSL, this shit a hobby His bitch geeked as hell, yeah, she off X and Oxy' Yeah, uh, I been geeked as fuck and stay right in the party I'on't even give a fuck, I put my bitch on Roxi' Yeah, racks inside the Sprinter, we run it up Uh, that's his hoe, that bitch, she came to fuck I been on these niggas' necks, I can't let up In that all red Trackhawk, yeah, you know that's us (Yeah, you know that's us)