Wyd Lyrics

Me I just stick to the code

P-i-m-p all the people they know

Know I'm a g from the way that I roll

From the back of my braids to the tip of my toes

And I do what I want I don't live with regret

Never need no one you know that I'm set

In me not on me I don't have to flex

I could fuck up your mind I don't even need sex

Now, a cheers wit my peers now I'm raising a toast

Don't have to have to brag and I don't have to boast

Don't have to prove it I don't have to post

Ones who ain't got it be talking the most

Cause I play for the game I don't play for the ring

Lion or Midas touch I am a king

Cashing ca-ching I be doing my thing

I be breaking their necks all that sweat I could wring

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

Y'all ain't on shit

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

Y'all ain't on shit

Suit and tie I am that guy

I have no m-e-r-c-y

They see this shit going up too high

Now my enemies want u-n-i-t-y

Speeding through the city with some niggas down to slide

I'm riding through the city with some niggas down to ride

Couple people fell back cause they couldn't keep a stride

Couple people fell back cause they couldn't lose pride

Stupid nigga try to run up on a scam to get a band

But me I'm working smarter harder running up a plan

I'm cool on all these people like I'm operating fans

Running man running man try to catch me if you can

Flyer than these niggas and I'm way cooler than ice

Nobody can hit my phone no more don't make me say it twice

A nigga like me could dice it cause you know I'm so precise

I'm everything I'm rowdy I'm reckless and living life

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

Y'all ain't on shit

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

What y'all doing?

Suck my dick