Dyl the Killsmith - Whoa (feat. PriceTag) Lyrics

Twisting and turning
Whirling and winding
I'm in the pocket somewhere hiding
You get excited when I spy arriving
Cause I get it poppin' there ain't no denying
Quit trying
To maintain with this pace son
I battle giants rip they mother f*ckin' face son
My magic lightning cast spells like a great one
See how hot I'm steppin' in fire that could burn Satan
Whoa, nelly
Hold the lone star in the sky never failing
Belly rings glamour glistening grind railing
Dive into my cup doggy style f*ck sailing
Out
The door I'm gone
Hoppin' off the porch like my dick so long
I be high reppin' stretchin' pussy out they thong
And I'm good and being bad as well as bad at being wrong
I'm out
And down in a hole
Tried to follow Alice now the chains taking hold
Locked behind bars see my ego shape and mold
Something like a fluid flowing I'm goin' where they can't go
Hold up, wait a minute
Counting down the hours, day and years till I'm finished
I'm keepin' a tight grip on this like I'm crimpin'
Now, getcha mind right, baby,
You a simp and I'm red hot pimpin'
Whoa, phenomenal
Manifest the drip as I'm droppin' in your commode
Stinkin' up the scene, cologne water hose
Mug on mean, scheming with these hoes
That just how it goes
If it's green I go
Bout to take the lead at the end of the road
You cannot compete
A rookie to a pro
Forgive me your bitch had to choose
So she chose
Yeah
So she chose

From the underground
We're making our way up to the top
Changin' the ways of southern hip-hop
Spittin' these bars it's going non-stop
Pimpin' the pen and closin' up shop
Song after song there's never a flop
Made it worldwide
I'm doing my job
SA to Houston I'm raising my stock
Whoa just had a new vision
We drivin' the Rolls with lights in the ceiling
Passin' the blunt and plannin' our mission
Living on islands with nothing but bitches
Makin the mills and handling business
Got the respect of people who witnessed
Haters can hate but end up with fishes
They can say sorry but there's no forgiveness
Livin' like Don's puttin' in work
Barely a smile only a smirk,
They f*ck with me I'm goin' berserk
Call the connect and take 'em off earth
They'll never find him I can assure
No evidence it's time to divert
Back to business and hittin' this herb
Got me a model time for desert
Here's comes another minus a shirt
Puttin my phone on do not disturb
Bending 'em over give 'em my girth
Make 'em go crazy makin' 'em squirt
Give 'em the pipe call up my clerk
Now it's 3 they takin' their turn,
Callin' me papi while I insert
This is life I deserve
Here comes another now it's a herd
Now it's 4 that's what I prefer
Hard to pick I'm stuck on the 3rd
She pullin' me in I am submerged
I went to the 4th and then I returned
My mission's complete they bout to learn
On their knees dinner is served
I'm back to reality that was a blur
Whoa