"WYTDT" lyrics

Nigga (Carlos)
Ahem
Like I said, love your girl before I love her for you, nigga

Ah, wrist too cold, I just iced the bezzle
We up at the top floor, at the top level
She looked through my phone, now she don't feel special
I said, "Girl, I love you, but I got several"
What you tryna do though? Uh
But what you tryna do though? Uh, uh
She let me hit from the, uh ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-ack
I'm fuckin' her, make it clap, baby
She wanna sit on my lap, baby
I got them diamonds dancin', I'm attached, baby
After I hit it twice, you get attached, baby
I just been runnin' through numbers, this shit gettin' easy
Come put the diamond tester on the VV's
She on my phone and [?] on repeat
Y'all is not shooters, you totin' them BB's
Packs [?] GG
He pull out the Glock, got a whole RPG
I pull out the choppa to keep this shit PG
Told her to stop it, she just tryna tease me
I hit it twice, now she feel like she need me
Pull out the choppa and everyone get down
The bitch that's fuckin' with you is a letdown
I need my money, nigga, that's a threat now
Shorty keep textin' my phone like a pen pal
Back out, she off the codeine, get blacked out
[?] tryna work, I'ma tax now
Hundred Perc's in the back of the trap house
Ah, bitch, I do what you doesn't
Flex with the work, I does it
Shorty gon' twerk, I love it

Oh
Oh, what you tryna do though?