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‘Won’t Fold’ is Whole Lotta Plays’ second single, seeing him and byyrd join lyrical forces.
On a mission to bring your ears the needed energy, the Clan members paint a lyrical picture through topics and verses á la put-your-money-where-your-mouth-is.
‘Won’t Fold’, impossible to not nod your head to it, coming March 2021.
lyrics
Whole Lotta Plays – Won’t Fold feat. byyrd
[Intro]
Ay
Hehe
Ay ay, yuh
No L L
Not on my Origami so i won’t fold
Whole Lotta Plays so it’s never game over
Woah Woah
[Hook]
No I won’t fold so I guess I’m not neat
Till my bankroll won’t fold till it needs a diet
Got your mans on retreat like I tote automatics
Can’t help but shine like carrots gotta watch out for rabbits
Ten toes down like a monument
Gunning for a bag filled with chips no fat kid
Can’t tone down the drip it’s naturally aquatic
No wonder that the opposition want the static
[Verse 1]
Clan nem a hunnit since begin, why I rock with gang (on gang)
My bitch a hunnit out of ten, i don’t need these nats (don’t need these nats)
If you ain’t with me since begin I leave you in the past (way back)
I keep a lil blade like the Grim for who wanna clash (it’s slit, slatt)
Wake em if they sleeping on me 3 Z’s
Blonde jid with the beam go Dragon Ball Z (Aaaaargh, yaah)
Been through A to Z took L’s to get em G’s
Freeze my neck and my anatomy, Aokiji
My heart broke so I’m gunning for a bankroll (gang)
Looking like I’m clearly in my bag Rob Deniro
Not affected by these nigghuz traps like I’m Jinzo (oh no no)
Cookie and Amnesia got me smashed no Debo (gas)
Yeah the gas pack loud like riots (smashed)
I can’t hear you hating on the sideline so quiet
Make a move stop watching nigguhz make it flip in depression
Facing woods and getting to these rolls my new obsession (Aaaaargh, yaah)
[Verse 2]
Ay,
Homie don’t fold up, what’s the hold up? (homie don’t fold up, ay)
Homie don’t fold up, I’m gon’ fuck it up (fuck it up)
My Flocka goin’ up the game, I don’t need the stats
The V be sleepin’ on my Clan but I still got the tatt
I’m Origami with the mula I don’t give a damn
The only reason I talk foldin? Cause I got a plan..
V be on my vee though, God, I love the scenery
I go blast like woody wood, but I just do the broccoli (fuck it up, yeah)
Cooked that beat up like I beat up all those pigeons
You got reason to believe in me lil boy, I’m on a mission (hold up)
V Town night watch like I’m Wayne, but I’m still broke
My flow so cold like scandinavian, I’m alien
the way I cook up beats Inside my Nest,
they say I’m high like Everest
I never rest, I’m on a mish, I’m on a roll
You still want smoke, but I just don’t
Ima be like J. until our pockets gettin’ swole
byyrdie told you this, you heard it since Purple baby, we cold ay
[Hook]
No I won’t fold so I guess I’m not neat
Till my bankroll won’t fold till it needs a diet
Got your mans on retreat like I tote automatics
Can’t help but shine like carrots gotta watch out for rabbits
Ten toes down like a monument
Gunning for a bag filled with chips no fat kid
Can’t tone down the drip it’s naturally aquatic
No wonder that the opposition want the static