WDYW

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Ah-skrr-skrr
 Hahahaha
 Uh, alright
 Alright
 Yeah
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?)
 Like whatchu want, like what do you want?
 Whatchu want? Let a nigga know (Let me know)
 Let a nigga know, let a nigga know
 You get hit, 40'll at you
 I got your bitch on me, your mama on me and she birthed you
 Blowin' Uzi, I'm just off the shits
 Got your bitch on me, she all up on this dick
 I get so turnt up, countin' these bands, bands
 I don't give a motherfuck, I am the man
 Stay down with mad niggas, your girl my baby
 I'm fuckin' on her, I am too lazy
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?)
 Like whatchu want, like what do you want? (What do you want?)
 Whatchu want? Let a nigga know (Let me know)
 Let a nigga know
 Fergy gonna get 'em, youngin' doin' better
 Uzi with Uzi hit him through the leather
 Black Panther party, Huey with the leather
 Feel like I'm him with the cheddar
 Put 'em in the soup, portobello
 Hit him in the head through his cerebellum
 Nigga better tell him my uncle OG with a motherfuckin' felon
 He'll dead him in a second if I tell him
 Spoke to NumbaNine 'fore he went to jail and
 He was on his way to his dreams
 Then his dreams started derailing from a weapon
 These kids I try tell 'em
 Don't get caught with a weapon
 Hip-Hop police on the 'Gram
 And they can't wait to get 'em
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?)
 Like whatchu want, like what do you want? (What do you want?)
 Whatchu want? Let a nigga know (Let me know)
 Let a nigga know, let a nigga know
 Trap, he smoking on midnight gas
 Finessing a nigga with pounds of the swag
 My bitches, they bustin', you niggas, you cuffin'
 I trap out the bando them onions
 Whatchu want, whatchu want, my nigga?
 Got boot in them Xans, wrappin' the bricks in saran
 You don't want problems
 Bitch I got choppers, Afghanistan
 Migo Gang, A$AP Mob, he might fuck around get robbed
 30 gold chains I flex, but I ain't ever had no job
 Turn twenty to a fifty
 Tryna jump at Rich the Kid, diamonds dancin' like Diddy
 I trap in the kitchen with Whitney, Actavis killin' my kidneys
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 I turn five to a ten
 I turn twenty to a fifty
 Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
 Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi
 Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?)
 Like whatchu want, like what do you want?
 Whatchu want? Let a nigga know (Let me know)
 Let a nigga know
 

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Duration
03:53
Tempo
125 BPM

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