"WATTBA" lyrics
Ooh
Oh (Damn, JULiA)
(DTB, that's a slap)
And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, I still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time
I was thinking about them days, beautiful times
I got niggas down the road doing hard time
Now all they ever think about is them hard times
It's been a minute, he forgot like he got Alzheimer's
Yeah, I ain't forgot you got caught up with a Glock and a 9
And they'll probably turn folks to dropping the dime
Told the folks we got the birds in the boat and they flying
Boys shot him in his throat, blood on the floor, it's lying
They told the fool he doing hard crimes
If the star ship start them stars align
Snuck up on him with the Carbine
I leave that boy blue like carbon
How you want beef and your ribs so starving?
He ain't never throw 'em in the room like Marvin
Wet that boy up, put his body in the ocean
And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, I still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time
If I put your lips up on your forehead, you still wouldn't speak your mind
I took some cups and filled 'em with Moët, you like drinking wine
Told my new ho to take all my clothes to the cleaner 'cause I don't use irons
She gonna get on her knees with Yung Shyne like he is her shrine
She had to get in the motion
She on my skin like lotion
She said, "Your dick, I be worshipping" (Nope)
Baby, come here and get closer
You know love scars are permanent (Yeah)
I can't be the one for your closure
You know that these bullets like boulders
And, little nigga, you know that it's over
Saying over like it's red rover
I don't wanna control it, remote her
I pull up to your trap with the cake in it
Don't you play, I pull in with the stick in it
Pop a nigga, you better move quick with it
Pop a nigga like a zit, man
My niggas all loving hit licks, man
Y'all niggas, they suckers, they licks, man
They bitches all love it, we tripping, we fucking
You know this ain't love and you still pissed off
Your bitches pay me and you living with 'em
I don't even know how you feeling, nigga
All I know is I be peeling niggas
I am not one to be sentimental
But with your bitch, I ain't missing mental
And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, I still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time
I was thinking about them days, beautiful times
I got niggas down the road doing hard time
And all they ever think about is them hard times
All they ever think about is them hard times
Oh (Damn, JULiA)
(DTB, that's a slap)
And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, I still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time
I was thinking about them days, beautiful times
I got niggas down the road doing hard time
Now all they ever think about is them hard times
It's been a minute, he forgot like he got Alzheimer's
Yeah, I ain't forgot you got caught up with a Glock and a 9
And they'll probably turn folks to dropping the dime
Told the folks we got the birds in the boat and they flying
Boys shot him in his throat, blood on the floor, it's lying
They told the fool he doing hard crimes
If the star ship start them stars align
Snuck up on him with the Carbine
I leave that boy blue like carbon
How you want beef and your ribs so starving?
He ain't never throw 'em in the room like Marvin
Wet that boy up, put his body in the ocean
And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, I still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time
If I put your lips up on your forehead, you still wouldn't speak your mind
I took some cups and filled 'em with Moët, you like drinking wine
Told my new ho to take all my clothes to the cleaner 'cause I don't use irons
She gonna get on her knees with Yung Shyne like he is her shrine
She had to get in the motion
She on my skin like lotion
She said, "Your dick, I be worshipping" (Nope)
Baby, come here and get closer
You know love scars are permanent (Yeah)
I can't be the one for your closure
You know that these bullets like boulders
And, little nigga, you know that it's over
Saying over like it's red rover
I don't wanna control it, remote her
I pull up to your trap with the cake in it
Don't you play, I pull in with the stick in it
Pop a nigga, you better move quick with it
Pop a nigga like a zit, man
My niggas all loving hit licks, man
Y'all niggas, they suckers, they licks, man
They bitches all love it, we tripping, we fucking
You know this ain't love and you still pissed off
Your bitches pay me and you living with 'em
I don't even know how you feeling, nigga
All I know is I be peeling niggas
I am not one to be sentimental
But with your bitch, I ain't missing mental
And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, I still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time
I was thinking about them days, beautiful times
I got niggas down the road doing hard time
And all they ever think about is them hard times
All they ever think about is them hard times
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Brandon Clay
