W¥A? Lyrics

Okay, how bout' we get started

Just got new clothes, I know that you want it

This Christian Dior, I know you ain't got it

I ain't look at the tag but you know that I bought it

You need a plug, boy, I got it

Me and Tommy got narcotics

Yo' bitch want narcotic her body

Yo' bitch want my dick in her body

Yeah, yo' bitch a lil' sick, I got Quali

I want some top so I got it

I wanted guap so I got it

I wanted it all so I got it

Hashtag on the back, yeah we be the topic

1017 on my wrist, gotta lock it

Couldn't afford no clothes, now I pop it

(Issey Miyake)

Now I be wearing CK and this shit by Raf

By Raf?

We popping tags

We going fast

In the coupe

We up in the coupe (Where we at?)

Where are you? (Were we at?)

Hop in the coupe and I'm wearing CK

Rope on the boots, this shit Balenci

Aye, you know I'm with crew, do this shit everyday

We gon' get high, put this song on replay

Today, (today), today

Had to start early, I know this life ain't fair

You wanna shop? I got Venmo, you can pay there

Javi getting paid so you know he got haters

Put kids on her face, yeah my dick a day care

(Yeah, my dick a day care)

Gang where you at?

(Why everybody a hater?)

TTG where you at?

(Turn me up, where you at?)

(Turn me up, where you at?, where you at?, where you at?)

I got the packs, yeah you know I deliver

Why you dropping that trash, yeah boy why you litter?

Me and lil' TTG be some spitters

Pull up with new shit, yeah I drip like a river

Ann Demeulemeester with the glitter

And I hit the bitch, you got left on delivered

I'm fucking the bitch but you know I ain't with her

She say, "Avi, I feel it in my liver"

Hold up, Look

I'm egotistic but I think I earned it

I be artistic but I had to learn it

I got ballistics, spit hot like a furnace

I'm changing the weather, yeah I be a thermos

Change Fahrenheit everywhere that I am

Gonna reach great heights, yeah I came from the sand

Ain't gonna stop til' my pops got a Lamb

Pull up to the stu' and I pop two tan

Aye, we bout to hop in the mobile stu'

Yo' bitch she getting too comfortable

She want a ring but I cannot have no boo

Javi want these things and I want them for my crew (For who?)

For my crew (For my crew)

For my crew, yeah

We kicking shit, boy I'm saying boo-ya

No fugazi, boy who are you?

Do not disturb, I'm in my HQ

My room (My room)

My room

Turn this shit up to the full amplitude

Speed to this shit til' you see red and blue

Swear I'm gonna get this whole shit tattooed

We came from the bottom, nothing but gratitude

For you

For you

This for you

I love you, Adeuxla

I love you, my crew

I love you

I'm talking bout my crew

Adeuxla where the fuck you at? (Adeuxla!)

I know you ain't here, where you at?