Wake Up - Jimmy wopo

With the cake, I’m Duncan Hines

Interstate, I-79

NBA, I’m Kobe Bryant

Lemonade, it’s country time

NDA, I overgrind

Four zip, I made twenty-five

One attempt like the game tied

A hundred bricks, I’m in overtime

Can’t smoke, this sober rhymes

Free smoke like I’m growing mines

Want smoke and I’m blowing mines

I drill a nigga like a combine

Flag a bitch like she offside

Bag a nigga like them pork rinds

F1, I horseride

He tweet to death but he won’t slide

I got up out the bed balling

Magic Johnson, woke up in an Aston Martin

And, bitch, I need a red carpet

Cause I’m sauce walking, holster for the

Wake up, I woke up with a bag calling

Wake up, I woke up out the bed balling

Wake up, I woke up with the bag calling

Wake up, I woke up out the bad balling

All this money that I’m swimming in like Michael Phelps

All this money, tryna spend this shit, I need some help

Keep fucking 'round like you with the shits, expose yourself

You gon make me whoop your ass with this Gucci belt

That’s a seven-hundred dollar ass beating

Got ammo we can blast for a half weekend

Nah, stop squeezing, P. O said I’m not leaving

So I’m always in the hood like I’m Even Stevens

My money misunderstood like Butthead and Beavis

My jewellery blinging, all these bitches wanna eat my penis

Booty fat, how the fuck I get to

I call him Owen, he go Ike and Tina

All these racks like Vena and that bitch Serena

Got your plan, with that water, he whipped up Katrina

And Weezy ball like Goku, nigga, I’m like Vegeta

And, that’s like my mom, shout out to Monica

I got up out the bed balling

Magic Johnson, woke up in an Aston Martin

And, bitch, I need a red carpet

Cause I’m sauce walking, hoes can

Wake up, I woke up with a bag calling

Wake up, I woke up out the bed balling

Wake up, I woke up with the bag calling

Wake up, I woke up out the bad balling