Ahh Haa
By StanWill (2024)
On album 4EVER $HITTIN (2024)
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[Intro]
Bro just popped a— huh
(Keep that shit low-key, Tae)
Bro just popped a— huh
Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha
(Alloutw4r)
(313 Mafia)
[Chorus]
Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha
Moncler hoodie, shoot like Melo, my bitch look like La La
Pop his noodle, spill his pasta
Turn a ten into a fifty like it's magic, ta-da
My opps pussy, I guess they got nine lives
Thinkin' ten some chicken get you side-eyed
Bro on feet with blicky, fuck a drive-by
They can call me anything they want, but broke is not I, huh
[Verse]
I ain't learn a thing in school, the only shit I know his money
Throw that boy a script, in all his pictures, he have motion money
Gang and them got flour, they gon' trap the spot like Los and Nutty
VVSes watеr, but them coffee cups, the potion muddy
Pull up with a blick, you bettеr blow it, buddy
She done left your leash and let me dog her, boy, your ho a puppy
Slime him out, we catch him, we gon' wipe it like his nose was runny
When she throw that K up, bitch be wildin', call your ho Kentucky
Trick 'cause I'm rich, she do tricks on the dick
Bitch, my wrist cost some shit and my 'fit cost a brick
Finna lift off and dip, take a trip somewhere rich
On the Strip blowin' chick', takin' pics with my bitch
You ain't plugged in unless your family in the socket
Unky caught a brick as big as Andy Milonakis
How I'm in them cheeks, I call her Sandy when I pop it
It was probably April 1st, you ain't see Stanley with a rocket
Up a skillet on an opp, fry his egg
Tell the truth in the booth, to the cops, lie instead
He ain't high, he need to stop buyin' regs
Catch him in a white tee, I bet the chop dye it red
Ah-ha, tell a bitch I'm up some shit, huh
Ah-ha, you get bit fuckin' with pits, huh
Ah-ha, sick his bitch stuck in the mix, huh
Ah-ha, don't get lit up like my wrist, huh
[Chorus]
Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha
Moncler hoodie, shoot like Melo, my bitch look like La La
Pop his noodle, spill his pasta
Turn a ten into a fifty like it's magic, ta-da
My opps pussy, I guess they got nine lives
Thinkin' ten some chicken get you side-eyed
Bro on feet with blicky, fuck a drive-by
They can call me anything they want, but broke is not I, huh
[Outro]
(Keep that shit low-key, Tae)
(Alloutw4r)
(313 Mafia)
Bro just popped a— huh
(Keep that shit low-key, Tae)
Bro just popped a— huh
Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha
(Alloutw4r)
(313 Mafia)
[Chorus]
Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha
Moncler hoodie, shoot like Melo, my bitch look like La La
Pop his noodle, spill his pasta
Turn a ten into a fifty like it's magic, ta-da
My opps pussy, I guess they got nine lives
Thinkin' ten some chicken get you side-eyed
Bro on feet with blicky, fuck a drive-by
They can call me anything they want, but broke is not I, huh
[Verse]
I ain't learn a thing in school, the only shit I know his money
Throw that boy a script, in all his pictures, he have motion money
Gang and them got flour, they gon' trap the spot like Los and Nutty
VVSes watеr, but them coffee cups, the potion muddy
Pull up with a blick, you bettеr blow it, buddy
She done left your leash and let me dog her, boy, your ho a puppy
Slime him out, we catch him, we gon' wipe it like his nose was runny
When she throw that K up, bitch be wildin', call your ho Kentucky
Trick 'cause I'm rich, she do tricks on the dick
Bitch, my wrist cost some shit and my 'fit cost a brick
Finna lift off and dip, take a trip somewhere rich
On the Strip blowin' chick', takin' pics with my bitch
You ain't plugged in unless your family in the socket
Unky caught a brick as big as Andy Milonakis
How I'm in them cheeks, I call her Sandy when I pop it
It was probably April 1st, you ain't see Stanley with a rocket
Up a skillet on an opp, fry his egg
Tell the truth in the booth, to the cops, lie instead
He ain't high, he need to stop buyin' regs
Catch him in a white tee, I bet the chop dye it red
Ah-ha, tell a bitch I'm up some shit, huh
Ah-ha, you get bit fuckin' with pits, huh
Ah-ha, sick his bitch stuck in the mix, huh
Ah-ha, don't get lit up like my wrist, huh
[Chorus]
Bro just popped an opp, ah-ha
Moncler hoodie, shoot like Melo, my bitch look like La La
Pop his noodle, spill his pasta
Turn a ten into a fifty like it's magic, ta-da
My opps pussy, I guess they got nine lives
Thinkin' ten some chicken get you side-eyed
Bro on feet with blicky, fuck a drive-by
They can call me anything they want, but broke is not I, huh
[Outro]
(Keep that shit low-key, Tae)
(Alloutw4r)
(313 Mafia)
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