paroles de chanson Whythefu? - YKK

Like a pack of Chilling Reign, you bitches ain't got shit
Like I'm winning in Monopoly I'm getting cash quick
Cast em off into exile, Intergalactic
I'm boutta make your bitch disappear for my last trick
All this money on the floor stepping on lettuce like it's Burger King
Life been in a high note and I ain't touching insulin
Getting gas every few days because I burn it quick
Every time I play the album use a lot of glycerin
Bitch I come back for the throne like I'm Fawful
My jewelry more frozen than meat at McDonald's
Green twenties wrapped like it's bread in't no Falafel
I put a whole mine on my wrist Captain Sparkles
I don't know the time, I can't see past the bright glare
When I'm sitting on my money, feeling like a high chair
Take a drag for a spin
I ain't catching lights bitch
They be mad cause I'm rich
Blowing cash I kill bills

Ok that boy been loud
Buying out the fuckin Hertz
I've been sent for your career
I'll pull up in a fuckin hearse
Coming out with my own sound
I stay unique so just observe
Y'all just fuckin clone until it works
I ain't chasing after trends
I've been on my own path
Bitch I'm speeding in the rari
Like I'm racing with the flash
Dropping bands on shit I want
Don't give a fuck to flex my cash
Still I can brag
And if you talking shit
Then I don't give a damn
Fuck out of my way bitch back up
Act up, hundreds in the bag playing stack up
Racked up, gotta keep my focus never gassed up
Know what, when I'm your city better go dumb
Clone em, all these mother fuckers get no love
Stunning all these motherfuckers blind like a flash bang
I ain't one to fuck with, feeling like I'm wu tang
Bought a new whip, V twelve in the trunk, no hatch back
I ain't tryna hear your shit
I got important things to do
I got bigger bags to chase
Than back when I was making food
Bitch I'm making sure I'm straight
Before I buy another coupe
And that's the truth
And if you block my path lil bitch I'm breaking through

Bitch I got the fucking game in a choke hold
Better hold the line back, they swarming through the front door
I been eating good, caviar up in my super bowl
Kicking that bitch out my sight like a field goal
Buy a new car, I'ma pay that bitch in cash
Tell 'em the change, I don't want my fucking quarter back
I've been running up my money, I don't own a Nordic track
Chilling in the vip I need to be escorted back
Pull up in a Rari, when I park it I don't pay the meter
If we talking money all these bitches fake it word to Seether
Knock them out the park, it got me feeling like I'm Derek Jeter
I ain't interested, why she trying to play the wide receiver
Tell them all, get the fuck out my way bitch move
Step the fuck back
Before you make my bouncer mad
Riding round in an all black two door coupe
With the top back
Laughing to the fuckin bank
Bitch I'm stacking my racks all the way to the moon
Soar to be heights every time I handle Jacks
Bitch I'm swimming in cash, I feel like Scrooge
Boutta drown I
Cannot touch the bottom damn
Ain't nobody passing me
Lil bitch I feel like Gandolf
Why your girl approaching me
I tell her keep her hands off

Motivation slowly coming back
I've got my notes
Different colored gems up on my fist
Like infinity stones
Motherfuckers smiling in my face
Don't wanna watch him grow
I turn my back and hit them with a
Fuck you like C Lo
Stay independent fuck the labels
You can never trick me
I'm stacking bread and taking everything
Like Ren and Stimpy
Bitch I'm coming back stronger than ever
Like I'm Mecha Ridley
Leaving in the Rari
Rolling out just like my name was Whitney
See me shining when
I step up out the fucking house
I was grinding for a while
They fucking with me now
See me riding two doors
What you mad about
Re ignite the flames
That driving me to make it out
All this time keeps passing by
I'm losing track of it
I'm feeling like the capital
The way I'm always stacking bills
Nobody can get In my way I do me lil
Bitch you know I'm thriving still
I'm making my way out the fog and darkness
Feeling like it's Silent Hill