Mgm Lett & Fredo Bang – Wocky Life Lyrics

Wocky Life Lyrics By Mgm Lett & Fredo Bang

(Al’Geno on the track)
Spend a lot of money on wocky
I live a lean life
They only respect fuck n*****
That’s what it seem like
I could look a n**** in the face
And tell that he ain’t right
May a minute since a n**** had a clean Sprite

All my n***** got the green light
All my bitches say I’m goated
All my presidential rollies
N***** in the streets devoted
My mama’s youngest child
But take care of her like the oldest
They caused the drip
And almost drowned
I made the n***** go get floaties

I’m smokin’ on this za za za za za
Come shop with me
I got it got it got it got it got it
He died cause he
Plotted plotted plotted plotted plotted
I’m flier than a
pilot pilot pilot pilot pilot
Man Lett got so much weed
That n**** must’ve grown his

I’m too connected cut that bitch off like a phone bill
TJ was a gangta how he die off the wrong pill
Every n**** with me got a banga and they gon’ kill
Same n**** I won’t dare change
Smoke exotic week this a rare stain
Shit got me higher than an airplane
Wocky in the cream soda
Standin’ up not tryin’ lean over
My Asian plug got a million orders
Spend a lot of money on wocky

I live a lean life
They only respect fuck n*****
That’s what it seem like
I could look a n**** in the face
And tell that he ain’t right
May a minute since a n**** had a clean Sprite
All my n***** got the green light
All my bitches say I’m goated

All my presidential rollies
N***** in the streets devoted
My mama’s youngest child
But take care of her like the oldest
They caused the drip
And almost drowned
I made the n***** go get floaties

Aye aye

I survived them trenches with them dirty 8’s
I was packin’ with … for they ever claimed the 38
They stay judgin’ off my … ways
I been playin’ coo but n**** know how to play
I come with caution tape
Oh you ain’t never felt a slug
He got a pistol in this bitch
Now he a thug huh
All them games up on the net
Ah get your … peeled
Last n**** spoke on …
That n**** still …

Spend a lot of money on guns
I live a real life
Gotta kill a city they keep playing
That’s what it seem like
Walkin’ out that door with that pistol
That don’t seem right
I smelt that gun powder
Ever since I never been right

Spend a lot of money on wocky
I live a lean life
They only respect fuck n*****
That’s what it seem like
I could look a n**** in the face
And tell that he ain’t right
May a minute since a n**** had a clean Sprite
All my n***** got the green light
All my bitches say I’m goated
All my presidential rollies
N***** in the streets devoted
My mama’s youngest child
But take care of her like the oldest
They caused the drip
And almost drowned
I made the n***** go get floaties

I’m smokin’ on this za za za za za
Come shop with me
I got it got it got it got it got it
He died cause he
Plotted plotted plotted plotted plotted
I’m flier than a
pilot pilot pilot pilot pilot