Woozy

Lyrics: Michael Pastrana Music: Michael Pastrana [Intro] Phew Diizii!

[Verse] Let’s get ‘em started, I scoop that bitch up, now she be tryna make us a movie If she get too attached, I’m ghostin’ her quick, she really mean nothing to me Since they was in juvie, I got too solid, they could never see right through me We finna get us exotics and shit, I’m faded as ****, bitch, I’m woozy Puffin’ too loud, wasn’t tryna pop nun’, now I’m poppin’ two now Diizii walked in, she blew loud, top straight from Heaven, I’m a fool now, no cap We carry tools now, I’ll be at the top, I know I’m too proud, uh-huh I be puffin’ one or two clouds, now it’s me they tryna rule out, real shit I’m bangin’ one broad, yeah, I’m ****in’, and after she ride it, she get to the suckin’ These rappers all pussy, they kickin’ the bucket, like my pants was dropping, a toolie, I tuck it The kush ain’t too much for my budget, but bitch, Lil’ Diizii does not have a budget I’m on top of this shit, I ain’t talkin’ no summit, I got ice like the summit, nobody else does it, am I lyin’? At the gym movin’ weight like I’m trappin’, backshots on that ho, that ho booty be clappin’ She say she don’t need me? She cappin’, they say “Lil’ Diizii, you singin’ or rappin’?” I do it all in my sleep, bitch, I’m nappin’, morning head from yo’ bitch, then I tap it Now I’m blockin’ her digits, like nothin’ just happened, it’s only the intro, I’m already snappin’, that’s crazy, lil’ ho Was bangin’ that pussy, now she want me back, I told her, “stop hitting my phone” Don’t ask me again, girl, you crazy, now she got my song her ringtone She cry over me, I don’t cry over her no more, she cryin’ alone If this life is just full of fakes, I’m okay with dying alone Bitch, I been real since the start, that boy cool wit’ cops, he one of them narcs Give me that shit, all the blunts and the carts, cuffs on yo’ wrists, now they searchin’ yo car Cuts on their wrists and they ain’t finna stop, she finna drip blood to get to the top I’m spillin’ his blood like I’m spillin’ this Wock’, she spilled all my Wock’, now she gotta give top Bitch threatenin’ to block me, go ahead and do it, I ain’t trippin’ ‘bout it, you just actin’ stupid She all on my dick, put it inside that puh’, now that bitch in love, I must be a cupid Her booty so fat, gotta hit from the back, her big booty wavin’, I gotta wave back All of these youngin’s, man, they just so wack, I been real since birth, I’ma take you way back Shoulda known yo’ ass was fake, ain’t no BBL, I left her, now she not sleepin’ well I left her, now she don’t sleep at all, but when I need some brain, she’s the one I call Only thing on my to-do list is yo’ broad, she on her knees, my dick all in her jaws She archin’ it for me, **** rubbers, go raw, she makin’ it clap like a round of applause You get the puh’ wet, but I get it wetter, season my chicken with salt and pepper She wanna go sloppy, you know I’ma let her, I’m ghostin’ her quick like I never met her She shop at SHEIN, but her ex? Oh, he out, I left her before she could count me out Put this pipe in yo’ throat, lil’ ho, and after I bust, I’ll go down on your meow Her new man was never new, you just never knew, I’ll keep it a hunnid If you got some bands, and give her the pipe, she’ll get right wit’ you, that lil’ ho a dummy I don’t take none these hoes serious, with the shit I be sayin’, it makin’ hoes furious I told ‘em, “exotics on me, bitch, I got ‘em,” then these youngin’s ‘round gettin’ curious Phew, I’ma stay shootin’ the pole, numb to these bitches, they all know I’m cold If they get to tweakin’, know I’m on the go, not gon’ catch a youngin’ tryna sell his soul Only up from here, youngin’, I’m on a roll, I’m exclusive, no kiddin’, I won’t trust a ho Now they movin’ weight, but, no, they not swole, I see all the sub’s, bitch, I’ma just scroll Huh? You all mad for what? Chillat, I been out ****in’ hoes, she ask, “where you been at?” I been a G.O.A.T., and bitch, I’m still that, shoulda known that we wouldn’t last Take my pipe out the puh’ to slap it on her ass, then she put it back in, she like when I go fast Y’all don’t walk the talk, y’all just chitter-chat, when it comes to the cops, you turn into a rat But sometimes I’m tempted to go hit her line, you know I’m obsessive, baby, you’re mine You ain’t gon’ forget me, so girl, stop tryin’, you ain’t ****in’ slick, so girl, stop lyin’ You not even all that, bitch, you ain’t a dime, I can’t even love you, I do not got time She ghosted and actin’ all special while I’m doin’ me, no, bitch, I ain’t finna cry He want all that beef, youngin’, stay in the meadow, ‘cause you ain’t gon’ do shit when I got this metal I shove it to his brain and shoot through the mental, and I ain’t even fazed, I keep it real mellow He get pulled like a string, that youngin’ a cello, don’t be surprised, this how we do in the ghetto Don’t square up, I’ll fade you and all of yo’ fellows, then I’ll **** on yo’ bitch and make her do falsettos I do it with ease, I light up the trees to four-hundred degrees So it can burn, you got them exotics? I’ll trade you some these, I’m chargin’ no fee Hittin’ a lick on this whip, no, I don’t a key, the chains on you youngin’s? They don’t even freeze Stop fakin’ that shit, youngin’, please, she good with the lips, yeah, she down to her knees She a lil’ freak, a lil’ bad ho, but I gotta go chase the bag, ho You look for another, but it don’t get better after me, you mad, ho? I give her mixed signals like broken antennas, she actin’ all mad, because I got her fed up If you gon’ come back to me, just hope you’re lucky enough I forgive you, Lena

[Outro] I had to do it to you On God!