"WHERE U AT" lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Tokyi)
Ha, phew
I'm on one man, tired, tired
I ain't fun no more

I could fuck it up
Tell me what you're really on? (Dickhead)
The ring of the sirens is my favourite song (Lah)
I'ma bang it out his chest like he's king kong (Bah)
Ching chong, the sami's saying ching chong
(Dickhead) Where you at? (Where you at?)
I don't give a fuck, where you at? (Where you at cunt)
The fumes of the dog got you tapped (Got you fucking tapped)
Talking all that wass, where you at?

Look back, who's there?
Who knows, don't care
I came, high as fuck, with a bat, eyes red
He's there, go get him, tried to run, now he's dead
Oh shit, there's the feds, on the ped, and I fled
Yeah, I came through and I tagged him
I do this on the regular, lil' nigga I ain't bragging
The look on his eyes when we had him
He would've survived if he wore padding (Lol)
Was running then he lost his balance
Him and his guys, I love me a challenge
We see him, we get him, we nab him
The steel was polished, we drill in Slavic
Yeah, get man down in style, beat man down in Italic
Bisshead, you was just begging for smoke, now you wish you never had it (Bitch, dickhead)
I do this like I'm on coke, nail man down with a mallet
David Blaine, I make man vanish
Alyx on yeah, I do this shit lavish

I could fuck it up
Tell me what you're really on? (Dickhead)
The ring of the sirens is my favourite song (Lah)
I'ma bang it out his chest like he's king kong (Bah)
Ching chong, the sami's saying ching chong
(Dickhead) Where you at? (Where you at?)
I don't give a fuck, where you at? (Where you at cunt)
The fumes of the dog got you tapped (Got you fucking tapped)
Talking all that wass, where you at?