N7 & Pwap - Spazzin lyrics

[Pwap & N7] Yo, f** that n***a N7 Petty Wap n***a, f** you Hahaha Ayy, ayy Whoa [Pwap] I be jumpin' in the water, scuba divin' [?] and the perky just to get a little higher I'ma roll a couple swishers just to get a little higher I ain't payin' for the p**y, I ain't never been the buyer White b**h type sh**, call her Lizzy Wap McGuire You be talkin' to the feds, n***as singin' like the choir I'ma slaughter n***as' daughters, best believe I'm Michael Myers b**hes turnin' like a wheel, b**h, I'm motherf**in' tired, on God n***as get milked, turn to spyer If a n***a need the pack then I'ma sh**ty bag supplier I be bouncin' out the gym, Kobe Bryant, but a viper Hit a n***a from a distance, I'm amazin', I'm a sniper I put a pack on her a** like a motherf**in' diaper Stupid wet, drippin' off like a windshield wiper Made a b**h eat a pickle, call me Petty Peter Piper I'ma bless a lil' b**h like a motherf**in' Bible, on God [N7] Like a motherf**in' Bible, bless a n***a If he threaten me, I be bouncin' out the function with my other brother Petty Baby, I just want the mouth 'cause the p**y stink daily Can't mix with Ciroc 'cause I told her I'm a lefty Booty trap onion, servin' coke out her p**y Baby mama had a baby, spittin' daisies I was swimmin' in the water, p**y wetter than a jet-ski And I told her get creative, let me f** you and your bestie n***a so cold that he probably was a yeti I been poppin' like some [?] got a bad b**h, she in Asia Kickin' sh** just like FIFA, in the Wicked gettin' messy Hot sauce all because the drip dead like some [?] [Pwap] Wax off on the dime, on the ice Wayne Gretzky Just got the b**h number, stupid, now she be s**tin' I be cappin' off of b**hes, sellin' p**y in the Telly Told the b**hes you can s** it but you cannot take a selfie [N7] Spazzin' like a rabbit, karats, I ain't smokin' veggies Spinnin' like a [?], and it come with Wendy's Walk in with a full kit then I walk in with an empty Call it Lil Caesar's 'cause the Glock hot and ready [Pwap] I call it Lil Caesar's 'cause the chopper hot and ready Got a thick white b**h, had to call her Lil Debbie She the type to eat the dick, same time the b**h met me I'ma the type to f** her face, and she the type of b**h let me b**h it's Pwap from the Wicked, only gangsters in my section Drawin' down on the n***a, sendin' message, I'll wet 'em Flash quick on a p**y n***a, flashin' epileptic [?] Wap, N7, we gettin' fetty, servin' Petty [N7] Knock him out his sandals since he wanna flip-flop Big Glock, thirty long, Chris Bosh, big knots Me and you in love, think not, you thought b**h stop, kick rocks, big thot [Pwap] Hey Mama, look, I made it, I'm on WorldStar Party rockstar, hotboxin' in your girl car Straight Actavis, I don't never do the Wockhardt Still the same n***a, hard-headed since hell start [N7 & Pwap] Just copped a lil' b**h to be cute, she from PetSmart Flex hard, stretch a check out, leavin' stretch marks Next park, b**hes washed out like a wet car Pa** the pack to my n***a trap like Brett Favre Chopper too big, knock a n***a out [?] pretending, my pockets hungry, I could eat a cow These b**hes f** for a little clout We the ones invented it, step in, and show you n***as how to wiggle down [Pwap] Show the same n***as how to wiggle up Never leave my gang 'cause I'ma [?] and I'ma lift it up Shout out Sosa Fling, yeah that's my n***a, never switchin' up South Side mud brothers gettin' bigger bucks [ N7 & Pwap] Ayy, N7, Petty Wap, on some money sh**, (Bag sh**) Never ever catch me lackin', lil' mad b**h (Sad sh**) I'm a 700 goonie wreakin' havoc (Gas sh**) Just walked through the West, f** traffic (I crash sh**) b**h I walk with a wicked, I wiggle any [?] a melon If I hop out the whip and I wake the roof up like I'm winning Hundred eight balls in the kitchen, turn the safehouse to a witness Soon as we hit the block up, I swear that all my n***as linen [Pwap] I had to lift up my chopper, it's 'bout to eat you like spaghetti It's Pwap from the Wicked but my b**hes just call me Petty Had the sauce on my body, I'm finna blow just like confetti And all you n***as ain't 'bout it, I'm really smashin', stupid ready