"WTF" lyrics
41 Lyrics
(performed by Kyle Richh)
Buggin' out
Glah
Bend through, put the beam on his homie
Don't need nobody, just me and my doley
Ain't no lie, got booked for the stoley
Free-free my brother, he oot like Ginóbili
You on my dick and you don't even know me
Off the 'migos, she start gettin' kinky, like
You-you the goat if you link me
Thumb in her butt, make her cum on my pinky
Freak bitch, life of the party
She a thot, she gon' shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin' the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight fuck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I'm a G and I'm only a youngin
I-I ain't click, why he runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got the bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to fuck
Like off that Henny, I'm clutchin' that what?
Clickin' and click, I'm in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with a drum
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun (Glah, glah, glah)
And this shit got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
And this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don't ask, put my gun in the [?]
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and Sheik had made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Like what? Let me see what that bag do
She Jamaican, makin' that ass move
Come here, I gotta ask you
"What the fuck I gotta do just to have you?"
She-she a baddie, she shake like a rattle
It's hot, she wanna battles
She bad, don't care about curfew, what?
I spot a opp in the rear-view
Reverse the V, put the beam on his- (Glah, glah)
Glah
Put the beam on his noggin
Hang out the V, like we got one
Pole jam up, he get beat with the knocker
We sippin' Henny and Vodka
She see the erky she feelin' to pop her
Want a star? Bitch, you a round one
Catch him and whack him and [?]
Turn this up into function
Legs in the spot and they tryna get sturdy
Eli-Eli dead off a thirty
This is not regular sprite, yeah it's dirty
Been-been through it all, can't hurt me
She a thot, suckin' me sloppily
Feelin' my [?] is a robbery
I cannot nut 'fore this bitch tryna father me
Free Richh, life of the party
She a thot, she gon' shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin' the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight fuck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I'm a G and I'm only a youngin
I-I ain't talk, why he runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got the bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to fuck
Like off that Henny, I'm clutchin' that what?
Clickin' and click, I'm in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with the trunk
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun (Glah, glah, glah)
And this shit got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
All this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don't ask, put my gun in the [?]
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and [?] made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Like what? Let me see what that bag do
Glah, let me see what that bag do
Glah, glah, glah, glah
Like what? Like what? Bitch, glah, glah, glah
Like what? Like what? Bitch, glah, glah, glah
It's a 4-1 fuckin' extortion, all the opps is dead, dead, dead, dead
Glah, like what?
Glah
Bend through, put the beam on his homie
Don't need nobody, just me and my doley
Ain't no lie, got booked for the stoley
Free-free my brother, he oot like Ginóbili
You on my dick and you don't even know me
Off the 'migos, she start gettin' kinky, like
You-you the goat if you link me
Thumb in her butt, make her cum on my pinky
Freak bitch, life of the party
She a thot, she gon' shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin' the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight fuck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I'm a G and I'm only a youngin
I-I ain't click, why he runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got the bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to fuck
Like off that Henny, I'm clutchin' that what?
Clickin' and click, I'm in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with a drum
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun (Glah, glah, glah)
And this shit got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
And this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don't ask, put my gun in the [?]
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and Sheik had made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Like what? Let me see what that bag do
She Jamaican, makin' that ass move
Come here, I gotta ask you
"What the fuck I gotta do just to have you?"
She-she a baddie, she shake like a rattle
It's hot, she wanna battles
She bad, don't care about curfew, what?
I spot a opp in the rear-view
Reverse the V, put the beam on his- (Glah, glah)
Glah
Put the beam on his noggin
Hang out the V, like we got one
Pole jam up, he get beat with the knocker
We sippin' Henny and Vodka
She see the erky she feelin' to pop her
Want a star? Bitch, you a round one
Catch him and whack him and [?]
Turn this up into function
Legs in the spot and they tryna get sturdy
Eli-Eli dead off a thirty
This is not regular sprite, yeah it's dirty
Been-been through it all, can't hurt me
She a thot, suckin' me sloppily
Feelin' my [?] is a robbery
I cannot nut 'fore this bitch tryna father me
Free Richh, life of the party
She a thot, she gon' shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin' the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight fuck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I'm a G and I'm only a youngin
I-I ain't talk, why he runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got the bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to fuck
Like off that Henny, I'm clutchin' that what?
Clickin' and click, I'm in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with the trunk
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun (Glah, glah, glah)
And this shit got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
All this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don't ask, put my gun in the [?]
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and [?] made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Like what? Let me see what that bag do
Glah, let me see what that bag do
Glah, glah, glah, glah
Like what? Like what? Bitch, glah, glah, glah
Like what? Like what? Bitch, glah, glah, glah
It's a 4-1 fuckin' extortion, all the opps is dead, dead, dead, dead
Glah, like what?
