Intro: Fuck 12

Intro: Fuck 12
It's Wizzop
Huh? Huh?
I still don't give a f*** how a fuckboy feel
How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real?
I do it so big, I make a hater feel little
I can't tell you why they hating, but I have an idea
You never liked me, probably don't like me still
But a ni*** liking me ain't never paid my bills
I'm the realest ni*** living, let's get one thing clear
And if you wanna get it popping, we can do it right here
I ain't never been embarrassed, I ain't never felt fear
I got post-traumatic stresses like I can't shed tears
I ain't even been out 6 months, but I spent 6 mil
Got a million dollar grin and a 10 million dollar crib
And my heart done turned burr-burr like my adlibs
In the kitchen going skrt-skrt tryna make a mil
Got these bitches screaming Bling-Blaww, diamonds in my ear
I send my shooters then it's pow-pow, another tatted tear
Yeah it's 2016, so it's Guwop year
When I was 16, I was making drug deals
These niggas say they getting money, I can't really tell
I made more money than them and I was in a jail cell

I'ma say it once again, trust God, f*** 12
A real skreet ni*** will never ever call 12
Say it once again, trust God, f*** 12
A real skreet ni*** will never ever call 12
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
I'm down on that red, this right here gon' get hard. Gon' get hard. Every day I'm getting fuc*** harder, I am...
Wop, f*** 12, Wop, f*** 12
Wop, Wop