Woop - Rumors lyrics

[Hook: Woop] f** wit the team We balling boo (balling boo) Every time we call them ho They falling through (they falling through) Word of the day Don't be no fool (be no fool) I hate it when a n***a try to tell a n***a bout you Tell me what you heard bout me Bout me, bout me n***a come see me bout me Bout me, bout me Talk to nobody bout me but me But me, but me Every thing ain't one with me Every thing 700 with me Don't tell him what you heard bout me [Verse 1: Woop] Don't understand how a f** n***a wanna run his mouth bout me Don't understand how you basic hoes wanna keep talking bout me Don't understand how you real n***as had the time to talk bout me Two words for you f** n***as Open mouth, squeeze Young n***a with racist rack Real n***a with a case attached Dirty pistol with a face de-matched You can dance real okay with that Creep sh** stay away from that Do the work, where the Haitians at Dope cooking like a baking batch Get cheese, stay away from that Black Glock with a beam on it Call me what you want Just don't call police on me And I keep that lease the least on me Glock ten handgun, many beasts on me (I'm gone) [Hook: Woop] [Verse 2: Woop] Haters talking them streets But they ain't making no noise I got an extended clip, full of hollow tips And every bullet in it say yours Baby girl know we balling So she look back when she throw it And them haters on my dick And that tat on it, say blow it You don't understand what we talking bout n***as telling lies, just to run their mouth n***as claim they be balling boys So if your balling boy, where you balling at Bully hit his chest like a heart attack Yeah n***a, all of that You ain't in them streets, where there gangstas at So why you acting like you want a part of that And we don't talk no rumors ho We chase more cash I'm in love with the money You get no cash And we count hundreds, so your poor a** Dope soul, why you broke So broke you need a body cast [Hook: Woop]