Woah Woah (feat. Young Thug & Gunna) - Mustard & Roddy Ricch

You guys wanna go to the beach with a freak-freak, huh? Totally (Ayy, swiffer surfin', damn) We rock (Surfin', oh) It's the wave (Surfin') It's big wave (Woo) Surf, surf (Yeah), surf, surf (Totally) Surf, surf, surf, surfin' (Woah) Surf, surf (Yeah), surf, surf Surf (Totally, dude), surf, surf, surfin' (Woo) These niggas gon' ride the wave (Wave) Your ass is just like a tank (Yeah) These niggas gon' ride the wave (Wave) I'm 'bout to go fill up a safe (Totally) These niggas gon' ride the wave (You ride) These niggas gon' copy for days (Go, go) These niggas gon' ride the wave (The wave) They tryna find out where I stay (Totally) I had a lock with a latch to see who break in, it just was a test, ah Virgil was sending me drip just to see if I like it or rockin' with it There go lil' mama, I don't wanna fuck her, she burnin', she trippin' (Woah) I'm wavy, goddamn Niggas want smoke with the slatt, we can meet in the kitchen (Woah) I'm burnin' the ham These so-called gangsters don't know how to approach the man (Totally) I chop up his ass, I chop up his friends, his mamas, and all his six kids (Woah) I come with that lead I chop off the top of the Benz and all it gets fierce They can't wait to shred I told 'em to chop off your penis, you keeping your head (Chop, I told 'em to do it) I had a drum with a K and it's fully loaded, nigga play in this bitch (Woah, woah) Catch him down bad, you know I'm puttin' dick in your wife, I'm not sparing shit (Woah, woah, woah) Shawty pussy so tight I had to finger her shit with a stick (Totally) Niggas ain't come from my tribe, I can barely say they hit (Totally) I need some brand new tires, I done burned off of the Z06 (Skrrt, skrrt) I know 'bout family ties, I know 'bout the mob, but can't say shit (Shh, shh) Couple things I done seen in the dark, I know I gotta die with it Couple mains, I done sent a couple on the Spain, a couple on French (I totally do) Surf (Woah), surf (Woah), surf (Woah), surf (Woo) Surf, surf, surf (Totally, dude), surfin' (Woah) Surf, surf (Yeah), surf, surf (Rock) Surf, surf (Woah), surf (Woah), surfin' (Wavy) They tryna ride the wave, nine times out of ten, these niggas gon' drown (Drown) We got some slimy ways, can call up the bro, wipe his nose for a pound (Slatt) I count it up, see what I made today Beat it up, you gotta pay to play (Beat it up) Underdog, I gotta name to save Some niggas won't ever get out (No, surf) I'm having major waves (Surf) Drip like I made the rain (Surf) Scared and I'm gripping the grain (Surf) All of this dripping, ain't drain (Surf) I copped a Bentley Mulsanne, the money been healin' the pain (Yeah) The coupe the same color cocaine, I hope you don't sniff anything (Yeah) She say she like giving me brain, I hope you didn't get her a ring In the Clearport, I'm boarding the plane, G6 is known for a king Overseas, I got plenty of the tings, all pretty foreign tings Yves Saint Laurent jeans (Yeah), I drop a four in a cream Surf, surf, surf, surf Surf, surf, surf, surfin' (Woah) Surf, surf (Yeah), surf, surf (Rock) Surf, surf (Woah), surf (Woah), surfin' (Wavy) These niggas gon' ride the wave (Yeah) Your ass is just like a tank (Hey) These niggas gon' ride the wave (The wave) I'm 'bout to go fill up a safe (Totally, dude) These niggas gon' ride the wave (The wave) These niggas gon' copy for days (Totally, dude) These niggas gon' ride the wave (Wave) They tryna find out where I stay (Woah)

This boy got a hit I just want you hear me when I pull up, skrr Have a conversation, don't wanna see you hurt You ain't settle for him 'cause you know your worth Got it from the mud I got it out the dirt These bitches tell you anything to get into your pocket These bitches fucking with me 'cause they know I'm all vibes Pull up in the i8 and these bitches start droppin' She wanna go to my place had these bitches' jaw droppin' See I got tell my feelings gotta tell the truth You could be for these bitches they won't be for you I had a down bitch I ain't know what to do I had to chase this rap shit and go get the loot And I don't mean that I don't give the world to my bitch I know she was down so she deserve to be rich Shawty I'ma go and get you Birkin bags That Rolls Royce you can be the first to have it If I see it, I'm a grab it Take you to Atlanta we gon' flood out Magic You not by my side shawty I can't imagine You make me choosin' you but you know rap my passion I ain't tryna play you this not On Demand Tryna run that check up tryna get them bands That bitch is my fan I am not your man I don't know these bitches they just want my sand Blow up twenty piece 'cause I know I can Put it on a ring so I can ask your hand I'm just tryna blow up while I'm on tour So I can have the flowers hoppin' out that Benz Look at you it's lookin' the mirror Bought you Cartier's now you seeing clearer I bought that new Ferrari we gon' take to dinner Come fuck with double R, we some fucking winners Get your best friend, I call Chris he can tag team along Talkin' 'bout my feelings I ain't tryna brag too long I'm just tryna tell you that I'm all yours Shopping bags, we can have a car full Slide down the window while I pull up Backwoods had the windows rolled up Just make sure that you never ever use me 'Cause I can never fuck with none these groupies Your friend tryna tell you that I ain't a right nigga Don't listen to 'em they tryna have no life with ya Just hang 'em up don't let them break the frame on my picture They fuck the same niggas these bitches won't ride with you See I'm just tryna tell you how I feel inside Turn this music on when you ain't feeling right Turn on Roddy Ricch when niggas tryna vibe I'm in your mind, I'm in your mind Ayy, I'm in your mind Ayy, ayy, tell 'em I'm in your mind Ayy, shawty do you mind Can I just vibe? Ayy, yeah Ayy, don't break the frame on my picture Hey these bitches they won't ride with you Tryna take you to the sky, ride with me Hey, baby I just wanna take you high Fly with me, ayy Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, hey, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, hey This boy got a hit

Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money You know Bird loungin' by the pool You know Donbo comin' with the woo I think Keefa just bought some new sneakers Five-thousand, them bitches brand-new I was ridin' on the jet' with lil Setty He my lil' bro, but that nigga heavy I spent 25 thou' on her titties They took her ass fat right out her belly I want some diamonds, I want some baguetties Eliantte callin' every time I'm ready Off a couple bars, I don't need a medic If I did it, then I meant it and I said it Dwayne Wade, I kept the heat Say she a squirter, it got wet on the seat I got a burden like a man in a meet Feel like I buy another safe every week Fivio said she a wetty I was sittin' at the trap house, whippin' shit out the crocker like Betty All a nigga need 'bout ten racks He'll pop you if you pop a 30 My lil' nigga do dirty He just need the lil' wordie Give a fuck 'bout the verdict Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money Ayy, if I got the time, fuck her like a menace Open up her tonsils like she at the dentist Writin' checks, had to work on my penmanship What you got, I spent more on my fit, I spent more on my bitch 20 bitches on top of the Ritz Got the store, you should cop you some kicks We gettin' money hooray, hooray, hooray Havin' dodey on dodey, ain't talkin' no stimulus We went to war for this shit When you stackin' up paper on paper on paper You gon' need some more of this shit Livin' prototype they gon' copy a nigga I done spent some Ms on my property, nigga Got rich off "The Box" how I box me a nigga Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show Shawty gon' call a nigga "Your highness", 'cause we fuck on the low And I get about 12 for a key If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting You know I'm poppin' every little team Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds Go to buy the bitch with a lot of money

She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on Me and my niggas rollin' in the eight-six On some player shit, but yeah, I keep that TEC, bitch I want a hundred bands on a necklace So I get a hundred bands on my necklace 20K on Instagram so, bitch, you think you poppin'? Chase a bag, won't chase a bitch, 'cause broke shit ain't a option I was kickin' in doors, I was really flockin' Know some niggas down bad, know some niggas locked in That's why I keep that double cup poured up That Rollie on my wrist, you know it's frozed up She want a rich nigga, so she chose us See LA 250 how I roll up She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on My Cuban Diddy Boppin' My Rollie Milly Rockin' It's Ace bottles, if I got it then my niggas got it And we was down bad, now my niggas really shoppin' We cop Birk' bags, 'Lenciaga, Cargan dollars That bitch gon' fuck with niggas 'cause she know I'm ballin' She hit my iPhone, told that bitch stop callin' I clicked on her, told the money, "Bitch, I'm all in" You couldn't dig me, if you did then you would fall in She said she wanna ride in a coupe So I might pour a five or a deuce, ay Might pour five or a deuce, yeah She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ay Listen, baby, I play my moves with you maybe Listen, baby, you know how I'm livin', baby Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone Black bands, I forgot to turn the lights on