It's the 'Preme cap rapper cooking beats on his mama's laptop
On Medina Block sipping on a Polar Pop
I got a rude demeanor skating down the boardwalk
Shredding down Mast, Woadie Gang runs the f*cking block
I got the bars, no Xanax, don't panic
'Cause when you hear me on the mic, I keep it real, like it's organic
My music hot like Hispanic food
And my beats are kinda dark like they were made by a satanic dude
David puts the "ass" in "ambassador"
I'm best at killing beats, it's a hip-hop massacre
Flowing through these drums like a ship in the ocean
It's that boasting child, yup, I'm causing all the commotion
Try to shut me up, but I keep yelling, bitch, I'm rebelling
Soon we'll be on top and selling big, now I'm fortune telling
Find someone else my age that has the rhymes that I got written
If you do, then I'll be quitting, I'm the best, I'm tightly spitting
I keep rapping with no trouble, not an issue
But, I hear you got a problem? Don't worry, I'll grab the tissues
I'm smart and educated, I don't need a calculator
But, I'm 'bout as ignorant as Jesus Christ's little praisers
I'm your savior, but all jokes aside, I'm the god
J. Cole still on the the throne, but Dub G's the Fire Squad
It's 2307 and f*ck you if you ain't with it
Woadie Gang, the best in San Diego, bitch, just admit it
I'm finished
Woadie Gang - David Lyrics
Woadie Gang - David Lyrics
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It's the 'Preme cap rapper cooking beats on his mama's laptop
On Medina Block sipping on a Polar Pop
I got a rude demeanor skating down the boardwalk
Shredding down Mast, Woadie Gang runs the f*cking block
I got the bars, no Xanax, don't panic
'Cause when you hear me on the mic, I keep it real, like it's organic
My music hot like Hispanic food
And my beats are kinda dark like they were made by a satanic dude
David puts the "ass" in "ambassador"
I'm best at killing beats, it's a hip-hop massacre
Flowing through these drums like a ship in the ocean
It's that boasting child, yup, I'm causing all the commotion
Try to shut me up, but I keep yelling, bitch, I'm rebelling
Soon we'll be on top and selling big, now I'm fortune telling
Find someone else my age that has the rhymes that I got written
If you do, then I'll be quitting, I'm the best, I'm tightly spitting
I keep rapping with no trouble, not an issue
But, I hear you got a problem? Don't worry, I'll grab the tissues
I'm smart and educated, I don't need a calculator
But, I'm 'bout as ignorant as Jesus Christ's little praisers
I'm your savior, but all jokes aside, I'm the god
J. Cole still on the the throne, but Dub G's the Fire Squad
It's 2307 and f*ck you if you ain't with it
Woadie Gang, the best in San Diego, bitch, just admit it
I'm finished
On Medina Block sipping on a Polar Pop
I got a rude demeanor skating down the boardwalk
Shredding down Mast, Woadie Gang runs the f*cking block
I got the bars, no Xanax, don't panic
'Cause when you hear me on the mic, I keep it real, like it's organic
My music hot like Hispanic food
And my beats are kinda dark like they were made by a satanic dude
David puts the "ass" in "ambassador"
I'm best at killing beats, it's a hip-hop massacre
Flowing through these drums like a ship in the ocean
It's that boasting child, yup, I'm causing all the commotion
Try to shut me up, but I keep yelling, bitch, I'm rebelling
Soon we'll be on top and selling big, now I'm fortune telling
Find someone else my age that has the rhymes that I got written
If you do, then I'll be quitting, I'm the best, I'm tightly spitting
I keep rapping with no trouble, not an issue
But, I hear you got a problem? Don't worry, I'll grab the tissues
I'm smart and educated, I don't need a calculator
But, I'm 'bout as ignorant as Jesus Christ's little praisers
I'm your savior, but all jokes aside, I'm the god
J. Cole still on the the throne, but Dub G's the Fire Squad
It's 2307 and f*ck you if you ain't with it
Woadie Gang, the best in San Diego, bitch, just admit it
I'm finished
Writer: Nathan Delgallego
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid