Chinza - Wok lyrics

What it is yo? It be the sick flow Ill spitter coming out of Diego b**h I've been dope Like indo Speaking of n***a you know I've been blown Like your chick does She a nympho Got her thing on my finger like thimbles She calls you Simon, cause you simple So she plays the field, like Tinto Reading all you n***as moves like kindles You stick yo, like kendos I'm working hard, it's simple They told me I'm ill in every country I've been, like pinto Fire bun y'all n***as talking all that garbage, man you got a bin full Damn 2MV I'm reppin son You not bout that life? Man you fail... Kleberson My day? Write flows, call it George, no Jefferson All of the ill sh** I have to say could never done Like me with a soulmate with a hole great like China Wall Cooking whole plates of Trini food whole day for a young n***a Getting foreplay while I eat roti with pumpkin, channa, bodi Don't play Yung Rudd in this ho, they know me I'm getting money so these hoes see sparks and they all wanna talk... Coldplay When I was 8 I was OK, now I'm great at 24 Kobe Trying to be named with the Gods of rap and stack up all these chips... Olé Similes is what I'm about Ill sh** coming out of my mouth Pause... like time outs While I put in Work (x6) Thought Trinis say, "Wok" That's what I do, see me non stop With the green in the paper, burning that crop Hit spliff, then mic When I'm high, I don't know why But I just do it like Nike And I spaz Y'all n***as talking that jazz... No BB King Raps and flows? I'm the real thing That's why they all want to see me sing My 15 minutes of fame is coming up on the clock When I reach, I reach. Right now just watch me wok Put in work (x3) Put 'em in the dirt!