WYWD Lyrics

Ain't none new

Uh uhh

She wanna fuck on a rich nigga, but that ain't nothing new

Racks came in, feel like nothing I can't do

When I fuck that bitch, I ain't even know that that was yo boo

When I count them racks up, gotta count em up times two

Like baby what you wanna do

We can hit double c, or the double g, or the Jimmy choo

Like baby what you wanna do

Like baby what you wanna do

Like baby what you wanna do

We can go and get it all

We can go in Neimans right now, and we can go fuck up the mall

We can show em how to ball

We can show em how to ball

No you can't hit my cup, pour up a deuce and I face it

I want them black and white diamonds

How could you say that I'm racist

Done ran it up so high, I know that boy can't take it

I don't really fuck with these niggas

I'm sorry I can't fake it

I'm sorry I can't fake it

I remember how them lame niggas said I wouldn't make it

Same niggas yea they broke, Nigga and they pockets aching

Dumb hoe done got a broke nigga right as my replacement

Uh uhh

She wanna fuck on a rich nigga, but that ain't nothing new

Racks came in, feel like nothing I can't do

When I fuck that bitch, i ain't even know that that was yo boo

When I count them racks up, gotta count em up times two