Young M.A - Klub Stories Lyrics (ft. WAP5TAR)

Klub Stories Lyrics by Young M.A is a new English song from the album 'Off The Yak' sung by Young M.A & WAP5TAR. Klub Stories song lyrics are written by WAP5TAR & Young M.A 

Klub Stories Lyrics

It's all facts, too
Haha, no cap

Uh, pulled up to the club in a 'Vette
Got three other foreigns that's down with the set (Skrr, skrr, Treesh)
T knows when I step, my drip is a threat
All my jewelry on wet (Big drip)
Heard opp n*gga sendin' out threats
Got the big Draco in the 'Vette, it's a bet (Grr)
Heard, say less
Get money, deal with them next (Man)
See a baddie, I'm gettin' her number
Then one minute later I'm getting a text (Hello)
She with ten jawns, I'm with tеn n*ggas
You know the gang f*ckin' the rest (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tеll 'em to come to the section, the pull up no question
Henny, tequila to flex (Okay)
Few shots of the Henny, I'm tipsy, I'm smizzy
This shit got me textin' my ex (Goddamn)

Smacked by 10:45
Got searched but I'm still in the club with a 9
I see dimes in the spot, I'm hoppin' on that time
I ain't even peep you was that fine
She like, What's your name?, I said WAP
She said, I hope you ain't like my last man
That nigga garbage, trash can
Me and bro hop out the whip with the wing on the back
Like Robin and Batman (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I'm on point, so you know I ignored her
One wrong move, the gat blam
Ooh, ooh, see through shit, just like a CAT scan

And Wap will turn that boy to a ghost, like a Pac-Man (Mm-hmm)
Too many bitches in here to be worried about that man
Uh, I don't gotta act out, got the club packed out
'Cause I hold weight like a fat man (Big weight)
The shorties is on me, the 40 is on me
I call this little n*gga the black man (Sheesh)
Five other baddies just walked in the spot, tonight I'm bein' a thot (Bein' a thot, Treesh)
My n*ggas is rowdy and rich, we lit, and we just tryna to beat up the box (Beat up the box)
She bad, I'm baggin' her
She in the passenger, I play with her p*ssy, she playin' my locks 
We in the cool whip, I put on some new shit, she like, This shit is a bop (Bop, bop)

She like, You remember me WAP?
And I'm like, No, I ain't know you was that thick
On IG, damn, I thought you was a catfish
But in person you look like a bad b*tch
Ayo, brodie, I tapped the other bro he looked at me like, You better bag this
So what you think I did?
I bagged it, ass real fat, and ain't none of it plastic
She is a devil and I am a demon
If you got WAP for WAP, it's magic
She said what I said to her was fantastic
She feelin' the drip and she lovin' the fashion
I like your swag and you 
She told me you said that shit with a passion

I'm takin' my opps out, I'm bringin' the cash in
Backend money I'm stashin' (Uh-huh)
I'm takin' your b*tch, she gone, absent
We in the bed relaxin' (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
She from Atlanta, I'm from New York
She said for me it's the accent (Hello)
She love my songs, she love the lyrics
She put my shit in her captions (Hello)
I know she a groupie, I just want the coochie 
I treat her like a Treesh (Ooh, ooh)
B*tch I'm a thug, I don't fall in love
I know you for the streets (Mm-hmm)
The money on beauty but I am a beast
Got the big blood on the seats (Big blood)
She tryna to get me to trick on her
I told her, Skeesh I don't treat (Hello)

F*** you mean?
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah 

Song Details
Singer : Young M.A, WAP5TAR
Album : Off the Yak
Lyrics : WAP5TAR, Young M.A

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