Whodies Lyrics

Yeah

Shit got me feelin' like the motherfuckin' Hot Boyz, Big Tymerz

99, 2000 type shit, you know what I mean

Now where my whodies at

If you on real nigga time, where your rollies at

And if you came from the bottom, ain't no goin' back

And fuck these hating ass, niggas tryna hold me back, they tryna hold me back

Now where my whodies at

If you on real nigga time, where your rollies at

And if you came from the bottom, ain't no goin' back

And fuck these hating ass, niggas tryna hold me back, they tryna hold me back

Okay, comin' from the Ville, you know what a nigga reppin

I got it off the muscle, boy, don't make me get the flexin

I'm ten toes down and I'm comin' with the steppers

I'm a diamond in the rough, tell me, can you feel the pressure

Did you get the message

You don't get a second chance to make a first impression

They didn't tell us get the money then go make investments

They told us get the money just to hit the bank and flex it, got a nigga stressin', but I mean

It's the only type of shit that I know

And these niggas know that I'm the shit, like a silo

If you ain't talkin' cake, then you need to shut your pie hole

I'm just doin' this for my dogs, like Fido

Now where my dogs at

Laugh now, cry later, I was taught that

These niggas stole the recipe, I want the sauce back

And I'm comin' off the top like a skull cap

Now where my whodies at

If you on real nigga time, where your rollies at

And if you came from the bottom, ain't no goin' back

And fuck these hating ass, niggas tryna hold me back, they tryna hold me back

Now where my whodies at

If you on real nigga time, where your rollies at

And if you came from the bottom, ain't no goin' back

And fuck these hating ass, niggas tryna hold me back, they tryna hold me back

Set it off in this motherfucker

Since a juvenile, I've been the boss in this motherfucker

Paid the price, you know the cost in this motherfucker

You fuck around, you gon' get lost in this motherfucker

Who got the sauce, who got the juice, nigga

I feel like Bishop when he was up on the roof, nigga

I mean, I'm throwed off, yeah, I'm tryna get loose, nigga, you know my style, hoe

I bout my cheese, like I'm posin' with a smile, hoe

No flash needed, cause I been shinin

I'm hood rich, how you love that? I'm big-timin

They tried to knock me on the way up, but I'm still climbin

Until the wheels fall off, I'ma keep grindin'

Now everybody get your roll on

Stay on the ground, like you dancin' to a slow song

Niggas snitchin', I pray I ain't the one they told on

Shout out my roadies, it's a real nigga roll call, I'm talkin' all y'all

Now where my whodies at

If you on real nigga time, where your rollies at

And if you came from the bottom, ain't no goin' back

And fuck these hating ass, niggas tryna hold me back, they tryna hold me back

Now where my whodies at

If you on real nigga time, where your rollies at

And if you came from the bottom, ain't no goin' back

And fuck these hating ass, niggas tryna hold me back, they tryna hold me back