woke. Lyrics

I'm woke

Want smoke?

Yeah

Run it up, I give no fucks I want the dollars and the bucks

I'm feeling like I'm baby maybe I'll be in Mercedes trucks

Just because I double up it don't mean something in my cup

Watch your mouth I'll beat your ass like J. Lo cause I had enough

Running it up and I'm swerving these potholes

Bitches coddle

I go full throttle in my Tahoe

I feel like a model serving these bottles full of gelato

Flowing for days, I must be Lotto

Go ahead DJ turn it up louder, get me a record deal make mama prouder

Y'all ain't hearing me, turn my sound up

Yeah, yeah

When I walk past they stare

Oh shit little shorty, I'm peeping your lace front, when I see you next, I'm surely pulling your hair

Put on the lingerie so you can prepare, yeah

Beat it up like animals and eat it up like cannibals

They ask me how the fuck I switch my flow, bitch I'm versatile

One day I'll be rapping live, endorsement deals and commercials

How you give us all hope?

Man, I use a lead pencil

Man

I was sitting here the other day

Sitting thinking of my pay

Want the notoriety, the bands and the fucking fame

I want her to scream my lyrics when she hears my name

Changing quarters, switching my game

I took your spot, I guess I'm to blame

Not my fault only one can remain

Stay to myself but I'm in a new lane

He want smoke, that big propane

Gave her orders, now she's tame

Reaching down into my hanes

In this rap, I stake my claim

Run it up, I give no fucks I want the dollars and the bucks

I'm feeling like I'm baby maybe I'll be in Mercedes trucks

Just because I double up it don't mean something in my cup

Watch your mouth I'll beat your ass like J. Lo cause I had enough

Running it up and I ran these dimes

Got a nice view cause I'm looking at the spine

Growing wood that's big as a pine

Yeah, that's me boy you know that's mine

Blocking numbers I'm not kind

Seriously y'all ain't hearing my grind

Back to basics it's my time, your shit too sour, lemon line

Make connections, see reflections in my sisters I'm protecting

Swear I couldn't care less if a check I surely ain't collecting

How the hell you rap so fast?

"Man, Q, take a breath and"

"Keep your foot up on their necks, cause you're next, learn a lesson"

Rapping I'm rapping I'm rapping to fast, fuck that girl I had from the past

Should've left that bitch on the shelf on the store

Knew that warranty wouldn't last

I wish I had the courage to rap full time but you know my mama's going to send me to class

Tank on full ain't never going empty, swear to god, boy, I ain't running out of gas

I'm woke

Yeah