Loe Shimmy - Wok & Minute Maid Lyrics

Uh, oh, ooh-ooh, uh
(Simo Fre just killed it)
Ooh, uh
Ooh-ooh (yeah)

I'm in the trap tryna run up cake, I'm pushin' so much weight (on God)
I'm so damn high, can't feel my face, I just poured up an eight (it's in my face again)
I'm so damn fly, I'm out of space, Givenchy with the Bape (I'm so damn fly, yeah)
That Maybach truck got stars inside it
I'm ridin' 'round with my Drac' (I'm ridin' 'round with my Drac')
I'm blowin' up, my diamonds froze, that's why them niggas hate (that's why them niggas hate)
I spin her 'round, I bust her down, let's go on dinner dates (let's go on dinner dates)
I'm sendin' hits, I run the top, I'm gettin' plenty cake (I'm gettin' plenty cake)
I hit the stage, I'm rockin' out, pour Wock' in Minute Maid, uh (pour Wock' in Minute Maid)

Girl, I need you to stay forever, uh (I need you to stay forever)
I walk in the club and I'ma change the weather, uh (and I'ma change the weather)
Hundred racks and twenties, stuff it in my leather, uh (stuff it in my leather)
Treat her like a treasure, girl, you make it better, uh (girl, you make it better)
I put shit on stretchers, can't put down Beretta, uh (no, on God)
They won't take me out, I promise I won't let 'em, uh, uh (I promise I won't let 'em)
I got what they comin' from me, I got counter money (yeah)
I got everything inside the trap, it's jumpin' like a bunny (it's jumpin' like a bunny, yeah)
Ha, yeah, let me make it clear (let me make it clear)
I don't give a f*ck if they want war, then we can take it there (on God)
Give that pussy chills while I'm inside, I'm lickin' on her ear (I did)
Rookie of the year, I'm blowin' up, and I can feel it's near (I am)
I can feel the music in my soul, I listen to the snare (I can hear the snare)
I can't front him 'bows, he takes too long, he'll move it like a snail (he move it slow as hell)
I could weigh a brick up with my eyes, I don't even need a scale (on God)
Tell mama I'ma blow up get us out, I see it crystal clear (I am)
Count this money, diamonds shinin', now she runnin' from me (now she runnin' from me)
It ain't funny, once they slide, you know that shit get ugly (you know that shit get ugly)
Kidneys failin', down an eight, I can't put down the muddy (can't put down the muddy)
I want 'em gone, I drop a bag, these niggas runnin' from me (I want 'em gone)
I get the ball, I run it back, every time they punt it to me (every time they punt it to me)
I get them 'bows, I'm cashin' out, don't need it fronted to me (don't need it fronted to me)
I grab my switch, I'm crashin' out 'cause niggas movin' funny (frrt)
Guess that's my fault for lettin' them in, I thought they really loved me (I guess that's my fault)

I'm in the trap tryna run up cake, I'm pushin' so much weight (I'm pushin' so much weight)
I'm so damn high, can't feel my face, I just poured up an eight (I'm so damn high)
I'm so damn fly, I'm out of space, Givenchy with the Bape (I'm so damn fly)
That Maybach truck got stars inside it, I'm ridin' 'round with my Drac' (skrrt)
I'm blowin' up, my diamonds froze, that's why them niggas hate (that's why them niggas hate)
I spin her 'round, I bust her down, let's go on dinner dates (let's go on dinner dates)
I'm sendin' hits, I run the top, I'm gettin' plenty cake (I'm gettin' plenty cake)
I hit the stage, I'm rockin' out, pour Wock' in Minute Maid, uh

Pour Wock' in Minute Maid, nigga, you heard me?
Zombieland Taliban shit, man, big, big lieutenant, nigga, niggas can't f*ck with me
Nigga, I'm the biggest, you heard me?
I run, I run my whole section, nigga
F*ck a nigga mean, you heard me?
On God