WHERE WERE U?! Lyrics

Got a bitch gon' text me in the morning saying, "Where were you?!"

Throw this rock up to my brother off the mound like LSU

Smoking on medical, I get locked up she coming conjugal, I can't debate

I ain't racist baby like all kinda girls and all 'em shapes

Got a bitch gon' text me in the morning saying, "Where were you?!"

Throw this rock up to my brother off the mound like LSU

Can't be me that punch a clock from 10-2 but that's probably you

Won't let it lock up

Ain't Benihanas

First-round pick like Wemby

Wembanyama

Member that, that was the type of place I go to jam my card up

Don't tell me you bought a bag for the bitch but you ain't bought one for your mama

Yeah, fuck that shit let's get it

Hit that bitch from the back and now her legs are like spaghetti

I was 'boutta pop this shit myself but all my junkies need me

Got three bad things in the backseat in the rearview said they ready

Teach me how to dougie

Hit that shit like Eddy

I can't be with a bitch if I gotta teach her how to love me

Hey

Got a bitch gon' text me in the morning, "Where were you?!"

Told lil' baby don't you go and force it, play it cool

All 'em other bitches was annoying, not you too

Three bad things in the backseat ain't no wonderin', what to do

Got a bitch that love me, I got one can't stop texting

Got a bitch caress me, I got one way too sexy

I can tell she love me 'cause lil' momma brought her bestie

Going to 305 in that G5 like I'm Messi

Got a bitch gon' text me in the morning saying, "Where my ticket?"

Got another swear she love me baby girl can't stop the switching

You and your bestie remind me of them bad lil' vibes like Spice and Nicki

She gon' top me up inside that fishbowl, can't switch positions

What could she say?

Bae this whip is more than what you live in

Bounce that shit more, bae you know that I can get to tipping

Pour me that 4, I wanna chug that shit but I gotta sip it

36 Double-E told her to rub it down with that oil

Bad bitch she spoiled

Bend it over for me when she clap, got the recoil

Yeah, I could die for this soil bae this family too royal

818's the label but it's also where we from

Big steak up on my plate came a long way from crumbs

Got a bitch gon' text me in the morning, "Where were you?!"

Throw this rock up to my brother off the mound like LSU

Smoking on medical, I get locked up she coming conjugal, I can't debate

I ain't racist baby like all kinda girls and all 'em shapes

Got a bitch gon' text me in the morning, "Where were you?!"

Told lil' baby don't you go and force it, play it cool

All 'em other bitches was annoying, not you too

Three bad things in the backseat ain't no wonderin', what to do