XVII - Lil Wop

Boy, I’m sippin' red, all these racks in my Ricks

I went rags to the rich, put Chanel on my kicks (Ayy, yeah)

Put Chanel on my bitch, put a bale on my wrist

Threw a scale on a brick, threw hollow shells in the stick, ayy (Pew-pew-pew,

ugh)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (It's Wop, ayy)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, yeah)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (It's Wop)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (It's Wop, it’s Wop)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Yeah, yeah)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (It's Wop, lil' bitch)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy