Where You Been (Whatcha On?) Lyrics

Hey Will, this shit is fucking dope Where you been, what you on

Make it up to you, cause I did you wrong Know you mad that I put you in my songs

Forget the past, we can move on Hanging around bums, that's what I'm not

Take a flight, anywhere you want Go shopping, get you Saint Laurent

You look good, but I like it when it's off Get my dream house, you can be my main Barbie

Trips to Frisco, you wet like a pool party And I don't usually say sorry, but bitch I'm sorry

It's hard to be faithful, when all these women want me

Focus on myself, I can't let them stop me No, I can't let them stop me

Focus on myself, I can't let them stop me Now I'm cruising down the block

With my brothers, I just wrote another chop Give a fuck, I'ma smoke it by the cops

Keep it on me, case a nigga want a box You say you him, you are not

A couple zeros, but I need a lot Hold it down, till we at the top

I'm smoking weed, mom it could be rocks Where you been, what you on

Make it up to you, cause I did you wrong Know you mad, that I put you in my songs

Forget the past, we can move on Hanging around bums, that's what I'm not

Take a flight, anywhere you want Go shopping, get you Saint Laurent

You look good, but I like it when it's off, I'm the type to ride, I ain't even gotta say shit

All I ever wanted was a Ben Franklin Quick to up a pole on a nigga, get to spraying

My bitch fagged on me, so I got a bitch replacement They gon' hear me talk, but don't get what I'm saying

NBA contract is the only way I'm playing Tell these niggas I ain't playing

Tell these niggas I ain't playing Baby, I just wanna make love, I don't wanna fight

Exotic grams in the wood, hitting Iron Mike

and You can be my lil' trophy if you do it right Nigga, press me, push his shit back, Derek White

I'm consuming more than selling, I ain't living right

I ain't living right I'm consuming more than selling, I ain't living right

Where you been? What you on? Make it up to you, cause I did you wrong

Know you mad that I put you in my songs Forget the past, we can move on

Hanging around bums, that's what I'm not Take a flight, anywhere you want

Go shopping, get you Saint Laurent You look good, but I like it when it's off

I like it when it's off You look good, but I like it when it's off

I like it when it's off