Stay Woke by Baby Bishop Lyrics
(i know some shooters and they on go. My killa’s gone blow..
Isee some opps but them niggas hoes, they don’t won’t no smoke
Niggas crossed me, shyt hurt my soul..
3rd Eye 👁, Stay Woke
Sooner or later , it all gets exposed
In my bag , ran it up some mo.)
In my bag, had to run it up some mo. No more pallets sleeping on the floor
Triple cross , The snakes on the road
Fuck the Screen, Watch the back door
Igot some loyal niggas n they don’t know . I really fw them on the low
The opposition actin like they the lakers but I put the suns right on them hoes
Cp3 pass the stick to my bro
Devin booker shoot a 3 with the pole
Baby girl let me rock your boat, I wna see if A nigga can float
Give me yo neck , baby give me that throat
Pop a perc , she buss it for the 4
Broke bitches always do the most, always asking where we go
(i know some shooters and they on go. My killa’s gone blow..
Isee some opps but them niggas hoes, they don’t won’t no smoke
Niggas crossed me, shyt hurt my soul..
3rd Eye 👁, Stay Woke
Sooner or later , it all gets exposed
In my bag , ran it up some mo.)
Remember them days when a nigga was broke
Trappin n serving , meet me at the store
Burning gas, 97 we smoke..
Slippery slime slide with the pole
Judge, grenade. Knock out his soul
Soottgemgot where did he go
Had to beat box on a hoe
My diamonds hitting on eskimo
Baby say my name,knock ya body out the frame, baby girl is the paint, What you do for the gang, make ya say wolf gang
Watch what you slang
Gun Click ..clack bang
Isee some opps but them niggas hoes, they don’t won’t no smoke
Niggas crossed me, shyt hurt my soul..
3rd Eye 👁, Stay Woke
Sooner or later , it all gets exposed
In my bag , ran it up some mo.)
In my bag, had to run it up some mo. No more pallets sleeping on the floor
Triple cross , The snakes on the road
Fuck the Screen, Watch the back door
Igot some loyal niggas n they don’t know . I really fw them on the low
The opposition actin like they the lakers but I put the suns right on them hoes
Cp3 pass the stick to my bro
Devin booker shoot a 3 with the pole
Baby girl let me rock your boat, I wna see if A nigga can float
Give me yo neck , baby give me that throat
Pop a perc , she buss it for the 4
Broke bitches always do the most, always asking where we go
(i know some shooters and they on go. My killa’s gone blow..
Isee some opps but them niggas hoes, they don’t won’t no smoke
Niggas crossed me, shyt hurt my soul..
3rd Eye 👁, Stay Woke
Sooner or later , it all gets exposed
In my bag , ran it up some mo.)
Remember them days when a nigga was broke
Trappin n serving , meet me at the store
Burning gas, 97 we smoke..
Slippery slime slide with the pole
Judge, grenade. Knock out his soul
Soottgemgot where did he go
Had to beat box on a hoe
My diamonds hitting on eskimo
Baby say my name,knock ya body out the frame, baby girl is the paint, What you do for the gang, make ya say wolf gang
Watch what you slang
Gun Click ..clack bang