WYA ft. Rosey! Lyrics

I was outside of the bando, babe, now i'm coming right where you at

I just ran up me a pack though, sittin' in the trap, now I can't go back

Niggas always gon' hate, though, so I'm always in my bag

Gotta run up this cake, though, cause I ain't never goin' out sad

Niggas always on my dick, so I jack

I was like 14 years old with that Mac

Hit a Levari to send me some Pack, though

Now I'm fallin' in love with that gas

I was outside of the trap at the bando

Pretty young niggas gon' go where they can't go

And that's probably why all of them mad

I go where they can't go, and I do this with no label

Niggas miss me with that hate, bruh

Lil' demon with that halo

I just been chillin on the block right now

I got a QB on the table

I just been runnin' up guap right now, gang will hit you if I say so

Only 16, man, I feel like I'm Tana

Got all these hoes, bitches callin' me Santa

Rockin' all black, but I'm white like a panda

Fuckin' your bitch from the back, I'm the man, huh

Crazy how we did that, boy, dirty

She got a man, but why is she flirty

Killin' that boy, make him fly like a birdie

Shawty so dumb, but she givin' me brain like a nerd

But I can't believe

Bitch, how far I come, you ain't believe in me

Now I'm really stunnin' on you, can't you see

Now I'll take your bitch, she on her hands and knees

I was outside of the back door, babe

Now I'm comin' right where you at

I just ran up me a pack, though

Sittin' in the trap, now I can't go back

Niggas always gon' hate, though

So I'm always in my bag

Gotta run up this cake, though

Cause I ain't never goin' out sad

I was outside of the back door, babe

Now I'm comin' right where you at

I just ran up me pack , though

Sittin' in the trap, now I can't go back

Niggas always gon' hate, though

So I'm always in my bag

Gotta run up this cake, though

Cause I ain't never goin' out spud

SKURT