Dae Dae and London on Da Track - Woke Up

Ain't gon' lie like
We got London On Da Track
(Goddamn)

Woke up with a sack (what?)
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks (tall)
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and copped that Challenger (skrr)
I ain't got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can't fall in love with no motherfucking nothing (bitch)
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don't mean nothing (like what?)
'Post to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches (bitch)
No I ain't in my feelings
I'm just saying don't start tripping (jus' sayin' though)
When I get on yo hoe I'm mounting

Don't you start tripping baby give me mingo (do that)
Look, won't you start cleaning up this fucking kitchen (bitch)
Liu Kang baby, I can fucking kick it
You say ya gang bang nigga what you bang? (what you bang?)
Nigga you don't gang bang you ain't got no stains (nigga what you claim?)
20 gang, (what?) murder gang
Neighborhood in your face, fuck your gang (bitch)
Billy with me, (who?) FN hanging out that ceiling with it (the truth fool)
Nine time out of ten, he ain't really wit it (he ain't 'bout that shit)
Look he can't survive in that pen if he was sentenced
Nigga better try it again if he thought he was fucking with me (what we doin')

Woke up with a sack (wake up)
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and copped that Challenger (vroom)
I ain't got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can't fall in love with no motherfucking nothing (bitch)
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don't mean nothing (like what?)
'Post to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches (bitch)
No I ain't in my feelings
I'm just saying don't start tripping (jus sayin' though)
When I get on yo hoe I'm mounting

Talk trap (what you sayin?)
Watch your mouth (what we doing?)
Fuck you mean? (how you do that)
It's my house (turn up on 'em)
Hundreds kill
I'm going to kill
Any nigga
That fucking feel
Like they fucking with me
Trukfit my truck since it's I'm tall as shit
Still ride with Tuck that's my dog bitch (tuck what up?)
Semi's never tuck, I will draw bitch (glock on me)
As far as I know fuck the law (fuck twelve)
They doing all the killing and I gotta watch my back 'cause I got five children, yeah (no, for real)
Listen and they get bonds and they get appeals and that shit (what?)
Just can't be real (really?) but I ain't tripping 'cause I just

Woke up with a sack (what?)
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks (tall)
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and copped that Challenger (vroom)
I ain't got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can't fall in love with no motherfucking nothing
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don't mean nothing
'Post to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches (bitches)
No I ain't in my feelings
I'm just saying don't start tripping
When I get on yo hoe I'm ridin'

Feels so cold it's so cold cold (burr)
Get up out my way, get out my way hoe (move)
I'mma get that money when I want (them racks)
I'mma get that money when I want to (turn up on 'em)
I'mma get that money when I want (let me run up one 'em)
I'mma get that money when I want to (I stun you homie)
I don't know you homie
Yeah

Low life
Low life, low life, low life

Written by:
Marquavis Goolsby, London Holmes

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