N7 & Pwap – Spazzin lyrics

[Intro: Pwap and N7]
Yo, fuck that nigga N7
Petty Wap
Nigga, fuck you
Hahaha
Ayy, ayy
Whoa

[Verse 1: Pwap]
I be jumpin' in the water, scuba divin'
Add a deuce with the perky just to get a little higher
I'ma roll a couple swishers just to get a little higher
I ain't payin' for the pussy, I ain't never been the buyer
White bitch type shit, call her Lizzy Wap Mcguire
You be talkin' to the feds, niggas singin' like the choir
I'ma slaughter niggas' daughters, best believe I'm Michael Myers
Niggas turnin' like a wheel, bitch, I'm motherfuckin' tired, on God
Niggas get milked, turn expired
If a nigga need the pack then I'ma shitty bag supplier
I be bouncin' out the gym, Kobe Bryant, but a viper
Hit a nigga from a distance, I'm amazin', I'm a sniper
I put a pack on her ass like a motherfuckin' diaper
Stupid wet, drippin' off like a windshield wiper
Made a bitch eat a pickle, call me Petty Peter Piper
I'ma bless a lil' bitch like a motherfuckin' Bible, on God

[Verse 2: N7]
Like a motherfuckin' Bible, bless a nigga
If he threaten me, I be bouncin' out the function with my other brother Petty
Baby, I just want the mouth 'cause the pussy stink daily
Can't mix with Ciroc 'cause I told her I'm a lefty
Booty trap onion, servin' coke out her pussy
Baby mama had a baby, spittin' daisies
I was swimmin' in the water, pussy wetter than a jet-ski
And I told her get creative, let me fuck you and your bestie
Nigga so cold that he probably was a yeti
I been poppin' like some hockers got a bad bitch, she in Asia
Kickin' shit just like fifa, in the Wicked gettin' messy
Hot sauce all because the drip dead like some Jerseys

[Verse 3: Pwap]
Wax off on the dime, on the ice Wayne Gretzky
Just got the bitch number, stupid, now she be sextin'
I be cappin' off of bitches, sellin' pussy in the Telly
Told the bitches you can suck it but you cannot take a selfie

[Verse 4: N7]
Spazzin' like a rabbit, karats, I ain't smokin' veggies
Spinnin' like a ceiling fan and it come with Wendy's
Walk in with a full kit then I walk in with an empty
Call it Lil Caesar's 'cause the Glock hot and ready

[Verse 5: Pwap]
I call it Lil Caesar's 'cause the chopper hot and ready
Got a thick white bitch, had to call her Lil Debbie
She the type to eat the dick, same time the bitch met me
I'm the type to fuck her face, and she the type of bitch let me
Bitch it's Pwap from the Wicked, only gangsters in my section
Drawin' down on the nigga, sendin' message, I'll wet 'em
Flash quick on a pussy nigga, flashin' epileptic
Where's Wap? N7, we gettin' fetty, servin' Petty

[Verse 6: N7]
Knock him out his sandals since he wanna flip-flop
Big Glock, thirty long, Chris Bosh, big knots
Me and you in love, think not, you thought
Bitch stop, kick rocks, big thot

[Verse 7: Pwap]
Hey Mama, look, I made it, I'm on Worldstar
Party rockstar, hotboxin' in your girl car
Straight Actavis, I don't never do the Wockhardt
Still the same nigga, hard-headed since hell start

[Verse 8: N7 and Pwap]
Just copped a lil' bitch to be cute, she from Petsmart
Flex hard, stretch a check out, leavin' stretch marks
Next park, bitches washed out like a wet car
Pass the pack to my nigga trap like Brett Favre
Chopper too big, knock a nigga out
Don't go pretending, my pockets hungry, I could eat a cow
Top of the chamber, these bitches fuck for a little clout
We the ones invented it, step in, and show you niggas how to wiggle down

[Verse 9: Pwap]
Show the same niggas how to wiggle up
Never leave my gang, that's on my wrist and I'ma lift it up
Shout out Sosa Fling, yeah that's my nigga, never switchin' up
West to South Side, mud brothers gettin' bigger bucks

[Verse 10: N7 and Pwap]
Ayy, N7, Petty Wap, on some money shit, (Bag shit)
Never ever catch me lackin', lil' mad bitch (Sad shit)
I'm a 700 goonie wreakin' havoc (Gas shit)
Just walked through the West, fuck traffic (I crash shit)
Bitch I walk with a wicked, I wiggle, [?] a melon
If I hop out the whip and I wake the roof up like I'm winning
Hundred eight balls in the kitchen, turn the safehouse to a witness
Soon as we hit the block up, I swear that all my niggas linen

[Verse 11: Pwap]
I had to lift up my chopper, it's 'bout to eat you like spaghetti
It's Pwap from the Wicked but my bitches just call me Petty
Had the sauce on my body, I'm finna blow just like confetti
And all you niggas ain't 'bout it, I'm really spazzin', stupid ready