WOOOA (Clean) - Pardison Fontaine

Wooooooa

Yeah

Wooooooa

Yeah

(What you saying?)

Hook — Pardison Fontaine

Couple racks I got some change on me

Woooa

Walk like I got the thing on me

Woooa

trippin' and we bang homie

Woooa

I never switch I got the same homies

Woooa

Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire

Aim the chrome quick and it fire

She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open

If you heard something different you a liar

Verse 1 — Pardison Fontaine

I’m in the club but I just left recording (recording)

Nike Tech sweatsuit and some Jordans (woo)

Bouncers and the DJs always make me feel important (eh)

Promoters in the dances always make me feel important

They wasn’t sure about a n*gga but they know it now

Everything I touch a hit, boy I’m the golden child

When we did need help they gave us the run around

Tell them n*ggas take another lap, we don’t want it now

Had the city on n*ggas thought it was a fluke

Now we still running round like Bobby Brown and Uncle Luke

All my n*ggas play ball, all them n*ggas wanna shoot

They catch bodies and party man, that’s all they wanna do

They call me Cognac party, the hunnid rack shawty

If we was Dom Perignaughty

They saying all my verses are and Glock 40s

I’m the same to St Lukes what John is to Marcy n*gga

Hook — Pardison Fontaine

Couple racks I got some change on me

Woooa

Walk like I got the thing on me

Woooa

trippin' and we bang homie

Woooa

I never switch I got the same homies

Woooa

Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire

Aim the chrome quick and it fire

She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open

If you heard something different you a liar

Verse 2 — Pardison Fontaine

When I was chasing checks you was chasing bitches (you was)

When I was making plans you was making wishes

Now you can fuck with me and get paid

Or you can fuck with me and get paid a visit

It be like that, I’m a G like that

I don’t never let no n*gga talk to me like that

If a sex tape leak of me and my bitch

Your girl gone ask you why you don’t fuck me like that

Pumping up my air mattress and pumpin out classics

Damn, they ain’t see all my potential and my passion

They ain’t recognise the golden ticket when they had it

They always talkin' shit but then they switch when I ask 'em

But fuck them n*ggas, fuck them n*ggas, Imma kill em all then

Keep on getting bitches like R Kelly with the bald head

Me and money go together collard greens and corn bread

You ain’t step a hater then get money off the wrong leg

Biiiiaaaatch

Hook — Pardison Fontaine

Couple racks I got some change on me

Woooa

Walk like I got the thing on me

Woooa

trippin' and we bang homie

Woooa

I never switch I got the same homies

Woooa

Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire

Aim the chrome quick and it fire

She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open

If you heard something different you a liar

Verse 3 — Pardison Fontaine

You know me n*gga, Imma call a spade a spade

I could never cuff a woman that was in the trade

I ain’t judgin', I ain’t judgin shawty, I’m just sayin'

You too experienced for me but baby do your thang

When the team need a hit, I’m the one that they depend on

Do my dance on em like I’m Cam in the N zone

Your baby mama crazy, let me touch it while the kids home

I do my dance on 'em like Odell in the N zone

When a n*gga come for me then he getting left stranded

Laying on the head, I could whip it left handed

N*ggas talkin' down but I’m the one that’s left standing

Y’all supposed to be for a Grammy

Damn, dope got all the plugs for the drugs

Damn, I go to for the love

Damn, this is what it is to what it was

Damn, this is how you drop and get a buzz n*gga

Hook — Pardison Fontaine

Couple racks I got some change on me

Woooa

Walk like I got the thing on me

Woooa

trippin' and we bang homie

Woooa

I never switch I got the same homies

Woooa

Ain’t a bad bitch if she fire

Aim the chrome quick and it fire

She’ll buss it open, he’ll buss it open

If you heard something different you a liar