WTM

Fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck
Fuck

Your Uber takin' long as hell, I walk back
Tryna ask me 'bout my drip, where I bought that
You can't see that Glizzy on my hip unless you hug that
Nigga ain't tryna do that shit for real, they just talk that
They just kicked the whole gang out, we can't even come back
We just find another move, we ain't need to spin it
Put that Glizzy on 'em, make 'em shit, make that nigga run it
If my succession want me in a mess, I ain't even on that

All these round my fuckin' wrist, I'on even want 'em
If you tell I'm fuckin' lit, this milli' gang want 'em
I just want to fuck your bitch one time, only really want her
Prostitute, trail of twins, said I had a hunnid
Make a power, we're not comin' in, I know those days are comin'
I wanna know why twerk comin' out, we just fuckin' runnin'
Tried to have a threesome with her friends, she said, "I fuckin' tried it"
I only know which screen that got in, they say this shit your body

Rush and pay my super speedin' ticket 'fore they take my license
I didn't give a fuck about the ticket, I didn't even check the prices
Every time that babe get on liquor, she start actin' feisty
They invited me to they gang, I invited her twin
When you shoot, still get your aim right, they jump out yo' hand
Think I'ma keep gettin' you these handout, I'm no ATM
Nigga tryna get us outta my car, he think I'm racin' him
Bring all your friends, tell that ho we got some space in here

Twin turned around and shoot back 'fore they think 'bout chasin' him
E'erywhere we go he fuckin' stare, I ain't takin' him
Runnin' with the Backwoods in my pockets, I been workin' 'em
Heard her lead us on, at the dope, that is what they fire
If they ask why we didn't tour, I'm gon' tell them why
Put on black, I look like a shadow when I'm movin' by
I don't even want no fuckin' Jordans, I just not get into it
Whatever you think you love the most, you better go and do it

Share my DMs, line up, fine shit, I need some hos when I'm tourin'
Bitch out here walkin' 'round, you don't even know what you doin'
Point that fire, move it 'round, I bet they big into blowin'
Think I don't know she gettin' 'round, but I know that bitch goin'
I got too many fine shit, my fine shit, think I'm gone
Tryna step my B Roll up, my lil' B Roll keep growin'
I only fuck with Gerby, where the lil' Gerby is flowin'
Shot an Englishman, on my weed and I won't put on cologne

I got a fire shit, all crowdin' up, e'ery timezone
First one up, make it out 'ella chart, that's a milestone
Shoot that bitch, that bitch got a 'Za, he go a mile long

Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck