"What Da What ?" lyrics
Ah, man, goddamn (Huh)
(Euphoric, this you?)
(AJ, run that shit up)
Yeah, yeah, huh, wow, nigga
What the fuck?
Hold on, I just pulled up
Nigga, what the fuck?
Hold on, I just pulled up (You already know how I'm finna do it)
Nigga, what the? (Yeah)
What the? (Huh)
What the? (Yup)
Nigga, what the what?
Nigga
Nigga, what the blatt, blatt, blatt?
I ain't gotta say shit, you see my flag
Slim bitch with the thick ol' ass, I wan' hit her from the back (Yeah)
I wan' turn up, yeah, yeah
I wan' pull up in that skrrt, skrrt
Pull off real fast (Skrrt)
Look, Pristine half a mil' (Skrrt)
Yeah, Rolex cost a mansion (Skrrt)
Fuck 'em, them youngins gon' catch 'em and do 'em for free (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pussy, I call that free bandin' (Skrrt, skrrt), bitch, fuck ya
Fuck ya
Probably mad, one of your hoes, I fucked her, hm, street, mm
Bitch, fuck ya, fuck ya
You know that I'm thuggin', you play (Skrrt), I'ma flush ya, bitch
I wan' go bezel for bezel
I wanna go hit after hit (Wanna go hit after hit)
I wanna go million for million
Pussy wan' probably go bitch for bitch
I'm fuckin' they daughters, I'm slidin' in- yeah
I pull up Ferarri, pull up Maserati
That burner, it's on me, I got it, yeah
In my body, that shit lookin' like I sell bricks
I look like I just did a hit, nigga
I look like I just sold a brick, woah
I look like I just a hit a lick
This nigga mad 'cause I just fucked his bitch
What you sellin'? Yeah
Trap sixteens and sevens, yeah
Got the whole damn album
Switch it up
Big B been in the yard backed up (Up)
Street
Whole goddamn front yard sellin'
What you want?
What you need?
I'll mail 'em
"Music or pussy?" I got the bitch still sellin' (Sellin')
Service
Switchin' it up
Service
I'm 'bout to take it to heaven
Murder out a Suburban
I'm 'bout to switch to the Chevy, they better be ready
I wan' go million for million
Pussy-ass nigga, we can count that shit by seven
Hatin'-ass nigga, I'm a villain
Old-ass nigga, I'ma catch ya down bad and stretch ya (Stretch ya)
Pourin' that shit up in 'villa
He made a diss, so his BM, I bought her chinchilla
Nigga, what the what?
Nigga
Nigga, what the blatt, blatt, blatt? (Yeah)
I ain't gotta say shit, you see my flag
Slim bitch with the thick ol' ass, I wan' hit her from the back
I wan' turn up, yeah, yeah
I wan' pull up in that skrrt, skrrt
Pull off real fast (Skrrt)
Look, Pristine half a mil' (Skrrt)
Yeah, Rolex cost a mansion (Skrrt)
Fuck 'em, them youngins gon' catch 'em and do 'em for free (Skrrt)
Pussy, I call that free bandin' (Skrrt, skrrt), bitch, fuck ya
Probably mad, one of your hoes, I fucked 'em, hm, street, mm (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, fuck ya, fuck ya
You know that I'm thuggin' (Skrrt, skrrt), you play, I'ma flush ya, bitch
Trap
Real trap nigga, man, ayy, I just act different
Ayy, these pussy-ass niggas gotta get the facts different
These pussy-ass niggas be, be poppin' it like they doin' this and that, but, no, I'm really doin' this and that, pussy-ass nigga
I'm servin' sixteens and them sevens, yeah
(Euphoric, this you?)
(AJ, run that shit up)
Yeah, yeah, huh, wow, nigga
What the fuck?
Hold on, I just pulled up
Nigga, what the fuck?
Hold on, I just pulled up (You already know how I'm finna do it)
Nigga, what the? (Yeah)
What the? (Huh)
What the? (Yup)
Nigga, what the what?
Nigga
Nigga, what the blatt, blatt, blatt?
I ain't gotta say shit, you see my flag
Slim bitch with the thick ol' ass, I wan' hit her from the back (Yeah)
I wan' turn up, yeah, yeah
I wan' pull up in that skrrt, skrrt
Pull off real fast (Skrrt)
Look, Pristine half a mil' (Skrrt)
Yeah, Rolex cost a mansion (Skrrt)
Fuck 'em, them youngins gon' catch 'em and do 'em for free (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pussy, I call that free bandin' (Skrrt, skrrt), bitch, fuck ya
Fuck ya
Probably mad, one of your hoes, I fucked her, hm, street, mm
Bitch, fuck ya, fuck ya
You know that I'm thuggin', you play (Skrrt), I'ma flush ya, bitch
I wan' go bezel for bezel
I wanna go hit after hit (Wanna go hit after hit)
I wanna go million for million
Pussy wan' probably go bitch for bitch
I'm fuckin' they daughters, I'm slidin' in- yeah
I pull up Ferarri, pull up Maserati
That burner, it's on me, I got it, yeah
In my body, that shit lookin' like I sell bricks
I look like I just did a hit, nigga
I look like I just sold a brick, woah
I look like I just a hit a lick
This nigga mad 'cause I just fucked his bitch
What you sellin'? Yeah
Trap sixteens and sevens, yeah
Got the whole damn album
Switch it up
Big B been in the yard backed up (Up)
Street
Whole goddamn front yard sellin'
What you want?
What you need?
I'll mail 'em
"Music or pussy?" I got the bitch still sellin' (Sellin')
Service
Switchin' it up
Service
I'm 'bout to take it to heaven
Murder out a Suburban
I'm 'bout to switch to the Chevy, they better be ready
I wan' go million for million
Pussy-ass nigga, we can count that shit by seven
Hatin'-ass nigga, I'm a villain
Old-ass nigga, I'ma catch ya down bad and stretch ya (Stretch ya)
Pourin' that shit up in 'villa
He made a diss, so his BM, I bought her chinchilla
Nigga, what the what?
Nigga
Nigga, what the blatt, blatt, blatt? (Yeah)
I ain't gotta say shit, you see my flag
Slim bitch with the thick ol' ass, I wan' hit her from the back
I wan' turn up, yeah, yeah
I wan' pull up in that skrrt, skrrt
Pull off real fast (Skrrt)
Look, Pristine half a mil' (Skrrt)
Yeah, Rolex cost a mansion (Skrrt)
Fuck 'em, them youngins gon' catch 'em and do 'em for free (Skrrt)
Pussy, I call that free bandin' (Skrrt, skrrt), bitch, fuck ya
Probably mad, one of your hoes, I fucked 'em, hm, street, mm (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, fuck ya, fuck ya
You know that I'm thuggin' (Skrrt, skrrt), you play, I'ma flush ya, bitch
Trap
Real trap nigga, man, ayy, I just act different
Ayy, these pussy-ass niggas gotta get the facts different
These pussy-ass niggas be, be poppin' it like they doin' this and that, but, no, I'm really doin' this and that, pussy-ass nigga
I'm servin' sixteens and them sevens, yeah
