Woodboy Gee - Look At It
[Intro]
I'm on that gang shit, you heard me?
Niggas know that
Woodboy Gee, you know?
I'm on that gang shit, you heard me?
Know that
Ayy, yeah, for real
[Chorus]
Look at it, shawty gon' make me trick, the way she walk (Look at it)
She got hood status, shawty could sell a brick by how she talk (Mhm)
I got old hundreds, like two-fifty in one vault (Let's go)
The plug gon' show me love, 'cause whatever he send me, I get off (I do)
Ain't no pressure on it (Pressure)
We get work for real and we be steppin' on it (Yeah)
Fuck goin' to the club, he be in the trap housе with his weapon on him (Trap)
Metrics, he might wеigh it up with his eyes, but he ain't scalin' nothin'
Interrogation, you see it up in his eyes that he ain't tellin' nothin' (Yeah)
[Verse]
Go bust your wrist, then bust your bitch, that's pushin' P (Bust it)
Niggas ain't seen a hundred, they close to broke, yeah, they been pushin' B (They broke)
Smokin' on so much dope, might make you choke, we known for choppin' trees (Gas)
Buddy want all the plates for seventeen, I'm known for sellin' weed (I'm known for sellin' weed)
Plus I'm known for coppin' ice, we got racks like Price is Right (Yeah)
No Jay-Z, I'm Jigga, I pop two beans just like they Mike and Ikes (I did)
We don't talk to pillows, these niggas green, these niggas shiesty guys (They green)
Nigga went took his bitch to get some ass, but they forgot the thighs (Damn)
You know this shit protocol, we got work, they know to call (Mhm)
Kobe, all I know is ball, trenches, I got soldier scars (Trenches)
They pray that I lose, want me to fail like I'm supposed to fall (What?)
Hit her with that rich dick, she on eBay, she done sold my drawers, for sure
[Chorus]
Look at it, shawty gon' make me trick, the way she walk (Look at it)
She got hood status, shawty could sell a brick by how she talk (Mhm)
I got old hundreds, like two-fifty in one vault (Let's go)
The plug gon' show me love, 'cause whatever he send me, I get off (I do)
Ain't no pressure on it (Pressure)
We get work for real and we be steppin' on it (Yeah)
Fuck goin' to the club, he be in the trap house with a weapon on him (Trap)
Metrics, he might weigh it up with his eyes, but he ain't scalin' nothin'
Interrogation, you see it up in his eyes that he ain't tellin' nothin' (Yeah)
I'm on that gang shit, you heard me?
Niggas know that
Woodboy Gee, you know?
I'm on that gang shit, you heard me?
Know that
Ayy, yeah, for real
[Chorus]
Look at it, shawty gon' make me trick, the way she walk (Look at it)
She got hood status, shawty could sell a brick by how she talk (Mhm)
I got old hundreds, like two-fifty in one vault (Let's go)
The plug gon' show me love, 'cause whatever he send me, I get off (I do)
Ain't no pressure on it (Pressure)
We get work for real and we be steppin' on it (Yeah)
Fuck goin' to the club, he be in the trap housе with his weapon on him (Trap)
Metrics, he might wеigh it up with his eyes, but he ain't scalin' nothin'
Interrogation, you see it up in his eyes that he ain't tellin' nothin' (Yeah)
[Verse]
Go bust your wrist, then bust your bitch, that's pushin' P (Bust it)
Niggas ain't seen a hundred, they close to broke, yeah, they been pushin' B (They broke)
Smokin' on so much dope, might make you choke, we known for choppin' trees (Gas)
Buddy want all the plates for seventeen, I'm known for sellin' weed (I'm known for sellin' weed)
Plus I'm known for coppin' ice, we got racks like Price is Right (Yeah)
No Jay-Z, I'm Jigga, I pop two beans just like they Mike and Ikes (I did)
We don't talk to pillows, these niggas green, these niggas shiesty guys (They green)
Nigga went took his bitch to get some ass, but they forgot the thighs (Damn)
You know this shit protocol, we got work, they know to call (Mhm)
Kobe, all I know is ball, trenches, I got soldier scars (Trenches)
They pray that I lose, want me to fail like I'm supposed to fall (What?)
Hit her with that rich dick, she on eBay, she done sold my drawers, for sure
[Chorus]
Look at it, shawty gon' make me trick, the way she walk (Look at it)
She got hood status, shawty could sell a brick by how she talk (Mhm)
I got old hundreds, like two-fifty in one vault (Let's go)
The plug gon' show me love, 'cause whatever he send me, I get off (I do)
Ain't no pressure on it (Pressure)
We get work for real and we be steppin' on it (Yeah)
Fuck goin' to the club, he be in the trap house with a weapon on him (Trap)
Metrics, he might weigh it up with his eyes, but he ain't scalin' nothin'
Interrogation, you see it up in his eyes that he ain't tellin' nothin' (Yeah)
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