Wheres Waldo? Pt. 2 by STASHSPOT.BROCK Lyrics

I give em hell like DJ DUREL
These niggas gone fold when they get in that cell
They internet flexing but money for bail
Is nonexistent now they bitches for sale
She getting trained beat out the frame
Call a conductor she getting derailed
Boy it’s a shame good with the aim
We’ll leave her face the same color her nails
Boy we gone repo your bih
Straight bully like deebo and shit
You old heads looking goofy as hell
Still using Bebo and shit
You say stacking but we done caught you lacking
I’m looking like frito with chips
I’m more like Dorito with chips
But keep it on mute I’m concealing my lips
I won’t say a word I keep walking
Your boys getting slammed like Dawkins
The police be chalking shit up as a dub
Niggas do to much talking
I can’t even have fun at the club
Niggas do to much sparking
These niggas take way too many drugs
Take a few pills and go off him okay
How can you tell me be patient when a nigga went to sleep starving okay
How can you tell me keep waiting when a nigga slept in these partments okay
How can you say he ain’t hating when he talk bad about all of homies niggas some rats real life BRATZ Barbie dolls they all phony no cap