Yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, strike, strike, yeah, strike, strike, strike, strike, yeah
Walkin' down flint, just me and my gang tryna strike for a fye in Wesley park
We don't strike no more, let the shit in the dark
I'm a grown man now, I don't know where to start
Two twin Glocks, you can't tell em a part
She ain't want me back, then it's a change in her heart
Tryna do what I wanna do in this life without goin' to jail
So I gotta play smart
I just wanna smoke and have fun
We just gotta work and have fun
Tell them youngins to put down their guns
I speak on my past, yeah, I know what I done
We used to strike all the time, but now I'm retired
In the interview geek, but I still got hired
Shawty be cap, I can't f*ck with that liar
That bitch tryna f*ck even though that I'm tired
I slept on Shaad floor after hitting a lick
Me and 4 went strikin', then we slept in his tent
Me and Flash in the whip in that muthaf*cka tent
And Mari took a fye, she ain't know where it went
I moved everywhere, but I stayed on the south
Double CQ, I can't wait till they shout
Makin' sounds all the time, I don't even got clout
Wakin' up to her mad, I don't know what's about
Not from the A 2, huh
It's on the way in a few, huh
They call me quan or they call me q
She spilling the tea yea she talking bout you
Walking down flint Just me and my gang
Tryna strike for a fye in Wesley Park
We don't strike no more, let the shit in the dark
I'm a grown man now, I don't know where to start
Two twin Glocks, you can't tell em apart
She ain't want me back then, it's a change in her heart
Tryna do what I wanna do in this life
Without goin' to jail, so I gotta play smart
I just wanna smoke and have fun
We just gotta work and have fun
Tell the youngins to put down their guns
I speak on my past, yeah, I know what I done
And I don't even know why I put the hook like this
And I f*ck with this song, how I cook like this
In Walmart geek just put somethin' on
That's why I look like this
I'm down to earth, I tell the truth
That's why she hooked like this
Got caught with two f*ckin' pistols
How I got booked like this
Who tellin' lies, a stupid bitch
Who showin' love, a cupid bitch
Spent too much money on this shit
Gotta make a super fit
I'm in the club, I'm super lit
Me and the gang tryna get stupid rich
Luhillwill got expensive ass shoes
Them must be super kicks
I know I be trollin', yeah, I know I be trollin
Too much gas, I keep on rollin
Casimigos, I keep on pourin
She givin' me head and she keep on blowin
Yeah, bitch, she keep on blowin
Take your whip like we muffin' a towing
Watch out for these niggas, they really backdoorin
Watch out for these bitches, they really be hornin
He said she a ho and I'm already knowin
And he not like that and it's already showin
We ain't meet in a while, she like, your hair really growin
Yeah, bitch, that bitch wanna f*ck
My brody got Glock and he keepin' it tucked
I can hit a backflip, yeah, I know how to tuck
Freaky lil' bitch gave me neck in the truck
Yeah, I'm finna go up, yeah, you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up,yea you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up , yeah, you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up, yeah, you know I'm what's up
Sippin' on liquor, I need me a chaser
Man, f*ck that bitch, no, I'm not gon' chase her
Doin time in the pen, you can't get an eraser
Not from the A 2, see you later
Claycoquan - Wesley Park Lyrics
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Yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, yeah, strike, yeah, strike, strike, yeah, strike, strike, strike, strike, yeah
Walkin' down flint, just me and my gang tryna strike for a fye in Wesley park
We don't strike no more, let the shit in the dark
I'm a grown man now, I don't know where to start
Two twin Glocks, you can't tell em a part
She ain't want me back, then it's a change in her heart
Tryna do what I wanna do in this life without goin' to jail
So I gotta play smart
I just wanna smoke and have fun
We just gotta work and have fun
Tell them youngins to put down their guns
I speak on my past, yeah, I know what I done
We used to strike all the time, but now I'm retired
In the interview geek, but I still got hired
Shawty be cap, I can't f*ck with that liar
That bitch tryna f*ck even though that I'm tired
I slept on Shaad floor after hitting a lick
Me and 4 went strikin', then we slept in his tent
Me and Flash in the whip in that muthaf*cka tent
And Mari took a fye, she ain't know where it went
I moved everywhere, but I stayed on the south
Double CQ, I can't wait till they shout
Makin' sounds all the time, I don't even got clout
Wakin' up to her mad, I don't know what's about
Not from the A 2, huh
It's on the way in a few, huh
They call me quan or they call me q
She spilling the tea yea she talking bout you
Walking down flint Just me and my gang
Tryna strike for a fye in Wesley Park
We don't strike no more, let the shit in the dark
I'm a grown man now, I don't know where to start
Two twin Glocks, you can't tell em apart
She ain't want me back then, it's a change in her heart
Tryna do what I wanna do in this life
Without goin' to jail, so I gotta play smart
I just wanna smoke and have fun
We just gotta work and have fun
Tell the youngins to put down their guns
I speak on my past, yeah, I know what I done
And I don't even know why I put the hook like this
And I f*ck with this song, how I cook like this
In Walmart geek just put somethin' on
That's why I look like this
I'm down to earth, I tell the truth
That's why she hooked like this
Got caught with two f*ckin' pistols
How I got booked like this
Who tellin' lies, a stupid bitch
Who showin' love, a cupid bitch
Spent too much money on this shit
Gotta make a super fit
I'm in the club, I'm super lit
Me and the gang tryna get stupid rich
Luhillwill got expensive ass shoes
Them must be super kicks
I know I be trollin', yeah, I know I be trollin
Too much gas, I keep on rollin
Casimigos, I keep on pourin
She givin' me head and she keep on blowin
Yeah, bitch, she keep on blowin
Take your whip like we muffin' a towing
Watch out for these niggas, they really backdoorin
Watch out for these bitches, they really be hornin
He said she a ho and I'm already knowin
And he not like that and it's already showin
We ain't meet in a while, she like, your hair really growin
Yeah, bitch, that bitch wanna f*ck
My brody got Glock and he keepin' it tucked
I can hit a backflip, yeah, I know how to tuck
Freaky lil' bitch gave me neck in the truck
Yeah, I'm finna go up, yeah, you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up,yea you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up , yeah, you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up, yeah, you know I'm what's up
Sippin' on liquor, I need me a chaser
Man, f*ck that bitch, no, I'm not gon' chase her
Doin time in the pen, you can't get an eraser
Not from the A 2, see you later
Walkin' down flint, just me and my gang tryna strike for a fye in Wesley park
We don't strike no more, let the shit in the dark
I'm a grown man now, I don't know where to start
Two twin Glocks, you can't tell em a part
She ain't want me back, then it's a change in her heart
Tryna do what I wanna do in this life without goin' to jail
So I gotta play smart
I just wanna smoke and have fun
We just gotta work and have fun
Tell them youngins to put down their guns
I speak on my past, yeah, I know what I done
We used to strike all the time, but now I'm retired
In the interview geek, but I still got hired
Shawty be cap, I can't f*ck with that liar
That bitch tryna f*ck even though that I'm tired
I slept on Shaad floor after hitting a lick
Me and 4 went strikin', then we slept in his tent
Me and Flash in the whip in that muthaf*cka tent
And Mari took a fye, she ain't know where it went
I moved everywhere, but I stayed on the south
Double CQ, I can't wait till they shout
Makin' sounds all the time, I don't even got clout
Wakin' up to her mad, I don't know what's about
Not from the A 2, huh
It's on the way in a few, huh
They call me quan or they call me q
She spilling the tea yea she talking bout you
Walking down flint Just me and my gang
Tryna strike for a fye in Wesley Park
We don't strike no more, let the shit in the dark
I'm a grown man now, I don't know where to start
Two twin Glocks, you can't tell em apart
She ain't want me back then, it's a change in her heart
Tryna do what I wanna do in this life
Without goin' to jail, so I gotta play smart
I just wanna smoke and have fun
We just gotta work and have fun
Tell the youngins to put down their guns
I speak on my past, yeah, I know what I done
And I don't even know why I put the hook like this
And I f*ck with this song, how I cook like this
In Walmart geek just put somethin' on
That's why I look like this
I'm down to earth, I tell the truth
That's why she hooked like this
Got caught with two f*ckin' pistols
How I got booked like this
Who tellin' lies, a stupid bitch
Who showin' love, a cupid bitch
Spent too much money on this shit
Gotta make a super fit
I'm in the club, I'm super lit
Me and the gang tryna get stupid rich
Luhillwill got expensive ass shoes
Them must be super kicks
I know I be trollin', yeah, I know I be trollin
Too much gas, I keep on rollin
Casimigos, I keep on pourin
She givin' me head and she keep on blowin
Yeah, bitch, she keep on blowin
Take your whip like we muffin' a towing
Watch out for these niggas, they really backdoorin
Watch out for these bitches, they really be hornin
He said she a ho and I'm already knowin
And he not like that and it's already showin
We ain't meet in a while, she like, your hair really growin
Yeah, bitch, that bitch wanna f*ck
My brody got Glock and he keepin' it tucked
I can hit a backflip, yeah, I know how to tuck
Freaky lil' bitch gave me neck in the truck
Yeah, I'm finna go up, yeah, you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up,yea you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up , yeah, you know I'm what's up
I'm finna go up, yeah, you know I'm what's up
Sippin' on liquor, I need me a chaser
Man, f*ck that bitch, no, I'm not gon' chase her
Doin time in the pen, you can't get an eraser
Not from the A 2, see you later
Writer: Naquan Turner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid