Wonkybish - bbno$, Trippy tha Kid, Senojnayr

Skrrrrrrrrrrrr

Oh bbno$

Wonkybish no tip

I don’t wanna pay for that, no shit

Still look white hot, no wrists

I’m already 'bout my shit, no trip

Big check flexin' now, no ice

Gassed up Texaco, smoke right

Think I gotta let it go, recite

Think you gotta check the flow, it’s tight

Baby

Uh boy yeah, I think I got some entropy

Ya girlie on me centipede, like why she like addressing me

I think she want the best of me, I pump up the intensity

I’m seeding her like sesame, like girl why you cuffing me

Money on my mind I really can’t think about you

You got a tendency for jealously I’m sorry that I flashed my wrist

Leave paper trails I think I need some bape in it

Well maybe because I’m wonky rapper god

I’m gon' lease myself a gucci keg

Gotta place another comma

Need me girly with no drama

Ain’t no goat but imma slam her

Breakfast flexin all these dramas

Only thing I wouldn’t buy from a thrift store is a pair of boxes

Tell me I ain’t crazy, I ain’t in to stupid shit it’s brazy

Wonkybish

Yo, Ryan wasn’t the hook supposed to come in here?

Hey, fuck it

Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt

Wonkybish no tip

I don’t wanna pay for that, no shit

Still look white hot, no wrists

Already 'bout my shit, no trip

Big check flexin' now, no ice

Gassed up Texaco, smoke right

Think I gotta let it go, recite

Think you gotta check the flow, it’s tight

Baby

Blast I’m already tired of my life

I wrapped up in my fantasy I’m smoking all the time

Blast I’m already tired of my life

I wrapped up in my fantasy I’m smoking all the time

Time is flyin' while I’m writin' rhymin blowin 9 5

Stacked up my mary cause I’m getting arrested all the time

Gotta be ripping a best in line

I’m coming ???

check this time

They wanna beat me but they never gon' be

But you betting your money you’ll win this time

I’m flipping a fidget I’m better than bitches

They wanna be come an corrected

I, I’m living and gettin whatever I’m wishin

I’m smoking my own with the bestest vibes

I just served the police and we on the run

I would do bout anything to smoke another blunt, fuck

Bitch you know I’m bout it got no motor but I hum

If I make it to that safe I swear to god I’ll blow up, fuck

Better be famous, puttin my name up on the signs

I’m probably crazy, budding with Baby all the time, grind

Part of the daily, hitting the ???

down the night

I’ve never been worried about my mind

I’m dipping on everything while I go blah, ay

Wonkybish no tip

I don’t wanna pay for that, no shit

Still look white hot, no wrists

I’m already 'bout my shit, no trip

Big check flexin' now, no ice

Gassed up Texaco, smoke right

Think I gotta let it go, recite

Think you gotta check the flow, it’s tight

Baby