Wtv Dat Means Lyrics

Whatever that fucking means

She said she see us havin' a future

Whatever that fucking means, can't be dwelling on my past

Because I live a life that's green

It's 200 on the dash, hoping I don't spill my lean

I can blow up slow or fast, but I like the

progress in between

I ain't really good at math, but I know how to count up cash

I know how to bend a block and double back

Let anybody in that door, you better go and check the back

It's five steppers on this avenue, nigga, we ain't at Saks, nah

I ain't smoking on no black, bitch I'm smoking on that stinky

I'm just counting cash, I just dropped it on my pinky

All I smoke is gas, that shit sit up in my kidneys

I won't puff puff pass, Ima' puff it till a midget

Clutching on his iron, we go spinning like a fidget

We gon' get him gone if he on the wrong side of them digits

I been on a roll lately, I can't do no missing

I got something for a pussy nigga if he dissing

If he dissing, if he dissing

I'ma act a fool, try to play with me

I be riding ready, got that bitch under the seat

I know the truth already, I don't see why the deceit

You know I'm strapped and ready, you gon' end up six beneath

Try to play with me, now his ass a dream

All my diamonds bling, yeah, yeah

Only want the green, if it ain't that, what the fuck you mean

Lately, I can't be seen, no

I can't be seen, no

I'm just counting paper, stayin' up out of the way

I'm just counting paper, stayin' up out of the way

I'm just stayin' up out of the way

Yeah, yeah, yeah

All these niggas fake, fake

Get up out my face, get up out my face

Get up out my face

Whatever that fucking means

She said she see us having a future

Whatever that fucking means

Can't be dwelling on my past

Because I live a life that's green

It's 200 on the dash

Hoping I don't spend my lean

I can blow up slow and fast

But I like the progress in between

I ain't really good at math

But I know how to count up cash

I know how to bend a block and double back

Let anybody in that door, you better go and check the back

It's five steppers on this avenue, nigga, we ain't at Saks, nah