Swagiona what up bro
I'm working on dying
I'm sliding with glockiana in the bag ski
Who got them bowls for the low? You might as well shop with me
This bitch throw the brain she think she finna shop for free
My neck a Hurricane, this bitch look like the seven seas
I'm smoking Mary Jane to get my mind right
I got this Patek on my wrist, because the time right now
I'ma catch a flight and I'ma touch back down
I'm just living life and you should live yours too
I don't want no wife, I need these bitches by the two
When y'all taking drugs, this bitch popping molly too
We all know a plug, I run it up and keep it cool
You f*cking with the Woes, we all get dubs, we never lose
Handyman I keep a tool box
Exotic by the eighth I'm smoking good za
You gon' have to run them bands or I can't do it, nah
Aye I swear I ain't no player, baby, I just crush a lot
My niggas sipping drank and shooting firearms
You damn right I'm stuck in my ways I gotta keep it going
You know she f*cked the woes aye it's tatted on her
I'm high as f*ck up in the court I said my bad your honor
I got swagiana, I got thotiana
I got wock I got wockiana
Watch me bust this glockiana nigga
Aye, one thing about lil' Woes, he keep that bag comin
Aye you know I brought, you ain't never gotta tell me nothing
Ayy, we working in the winter, get the bag in the summer
Rick Owen tags, I pop these like they nothing
I'm sliding with glockiana in the bag ski
Who got them bowls for the low? You might as well shop with me
This bitch throw the brain she think she finna shop for free
My neck a Hurricane, this bitch look like the seven seas
I'm smoking Mary Jane to get my mind right
I got this Patek on my wrist, because the time right now
I'ma catch a flight and I'ma touch back down
I'm just living life and you should live yours too
Saiah Woes - Live Yours Too Lyrics
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Swagiona what up bro
I'm working on dying
I'm sliding with glockiana in the bag ski
Who got them bowls for the low? You might as well shop with me
This bitch throw the brain she think she finna shop for free
My neck a Hurricane, this bitch look like the seven seas
I'm smoking Mary Jane to get my mind right
I got this Patek on my wrist, because the time right now
I'ma catch a flight and I'ma touch back down
I'm just living life and you should live yours too
I don't want no wife, I need these bitches by the two
When y'all taking drugs, this bitch popping molly too
We all know a plug, I run it up and keep it cool
You f*cking with the Woes, we all get dubs, we never lose
Handyman I keep a tool box
Exotic by the eighth I'm smoking good za
You gon' have to run them bands or I can't do it, nah
Aye I swear I ain't no player, baby, I just crush a lot
My niggas sipping drank and shooting firearms
You damn right I'm stuck in my ways I gotta keep it going
You know she f*cked the woes aye it's tatted on her
I'm high as f*ck up in the court I said my bad your honor
I got swagiana, I got thotiana
I got wock I got wockiana
Watch me bust this glockiana nigga
Aye, one thing about lil' Woes, he keep that bag comin
Aye you know I brought, you ain't never gotta tell me nothing
Ayy, we working in the winter, get the bag in the summer
Rick Owen tags, I pop these like they nothing
I'm sliding with glockiana in the bag ski
Who got them bowls for the low? You might as well shop with me
This bitch throw the brain she think she finna shop for free
My neck a Hurricane, this bitch look like the seven seas
I'm smoking Mary Jane to get my mind right
I got this Patek on my wrist, because the time right now
I'ma catch a flight and I'ma touch back down
I'm just living life and you should live yours too
I'm working on dying
I'm sliding with glockiana in the bag ski
Who got them bowls for the low? You might as well shop with me
This bitch throw the brain she think she finna shop for free
My neck a Hurricane, this bitch look like the seven seas
I'm smoking Mary Jane to get my mind right
I got this Patek on my wrist, because the time right now
I'ma catch a flight and I'ma touch back down
I'm just living life and you should live yours too
I don't want no wife, I need these bitches by the two
When y'all taking drugs, this bitch popping molly too
We all know a plug, I run it up and keep it cool
You f*cking with the Woes, we all get dubs, we never lose
Handyman I keep a tool box
Exotic by the eighth I'm smoking good za
You gon' have to run them bands or I can't do it, nah
Aye I swear I ain't no player, baby, I just crush a lot
My niggas sipping drank and shooting firearms
You damn right I'm stuck in my ways I gotta keep it going
You know she f*cked the woes aye it's tatted on her
I'm high as f*ck up in the court I said my bad your honor
I got swagiana, I got thotiana
I got wock I got wockiana
Watch me bust this glockiana nigga
Aye, one thing about lil' Woes, he keep that bag comin
Aye you know I brought, you ain't never gotta tell me nothing
Ayy, we working in the winter, get the bag in the summer
Rick Owen tags, I pop these like they nothing
I'm sliding with glockiana in the bag ski
Who got them bowls for the low? You might as well shop with me
This bitch throw the brain she think she finna shop for free
My neck a Hurricane, this bitch look like the seven seas
I'm smoking Mary Jane to get my mind right
I got this Patek on my wrist, because the time right now
I'ma catch a flight and I'ma touch back down
I'm just living life and you should live yours too
Writer: Isaiah Woodard
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