Tekst piosenki 'Wow' wykonawcy Tion Wayne

Mm-mm
(Pxtrik)
Yo, mm-mm
Grrt, baow

Wow, man down, man down
You ain't really bad, pipe down, pipe down
I don't give a fuck right now, right now
Why everybody judge like Simon Cowell?
Pull up on my IG, undercover
But you don't like me, suck your mudda
If a nigga try me, won't recover (yo)
If you don't like me, mm-mm (ayy, ayy)

Pretty inna real life, on the 'Gram (mm)
Where you get that ass from? (Ayy) goddamn (ayy)
I don't want the 'Rari, but I can (damn)
Free up my army (boom, boom), soon land
Know Darkoo got the strap for them
Skrrt the whip like Sebastian (baow, baow)
They don't wanna see me, no shank on 'em (ayy)
Man a bad man, man a real, mm-mm
Man ah real E-M-D
When we inject him, ain't no B-C-G
Tell bro that I got him till the E-N-D (ayy, ayy)
Never snitch, fam, I'd rather do E-P-P (grrt, baow)
Buss that case, didn't need appealing
Took out the witness like Tommy Egan
Touch one of my dawgs, then I'm turnin' demon
It ain't ever even till somebody sleepin' (ayy, ayy)
You liar and you still struggle with the O, retire
Acting like you're always on smoke, no fire
And you can't defend your block, Maguire
Out here shottin' on the roads
But I'll spend your stack on shopping (ehn-ehn)
Made a mil, but I'll still pop him (boom, boom)
They say, "Wizzy ain't on nothing" (baow)
So, why they see me and they runnin'? (Baow, baow, baow)

Wow, man down, man down
You ain't really bad, pipe down, pipe down
I don't give a fuck right now, right now
Why everybody judge like Simon Cowell?
Pull up on my IG, undercover
But you don't like me, suck your mudda
If a nigga try me, won't recover
If you don't like me, mm-mm

Every time I have a dream it's bloody (grrt)
But all of them moves fed mommy (ayy)
Take the weed (woo), left the money (woo)
Left the what? Bagged a shorty
She hid the gun in her trousers (ah-ah)
Wasn't eatin' for twenty-four hours (baow, baow)
But I dropped out that beautiful girl
'Cause she played both sides like Angela Valdez (boom)
Cross country when it's all up with the pumpy
Lucky, Dillon got away from the undy
Young G, shootin' up North like Henry
We don't even wanna care 'bout all the fuckery
On sight, man slap him, I ain't into online chattin' (woo)
The whole of the 9 confused, free SJ (yo)
'Cause we don't even know who's chattin' (boom)

Wow, man down, man down
You ain't really bad, pipe down, pipe down
I don't give a fuck right now, right now
Why everybody judge like Simon Cowell?
Pull up on my IG, undercover
But you don't like me, suck your mudda
If a nigga try me, won't recover
If you don't like me, mm-mm

Man, I never ever lie in a rap
Man, I really put the 9 on the map (mm-mm)
Man, the whole of N9 got my back (grrt-grrt)
We're bros even if we're white or we're black (brrt)
Get slapped, pretty girl, big bum, get wet (boom)
Shoutout to my pagans, get baow (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Lean out the Lambo', then brrap

Wow, man down, man down
You ain't really bad, pipe down, pipe down
I don't give a fuck right now, right now
Why everybody judge like Simon Cowell?
Pull up on my IG, undercover
But you don't like me, suck your mudda
If a nigga try me, won't recover
If you don't like me, mm-mm