wydn. Lyrics

I fucked up

Lil' shawty she know that the fun is up, I got that chop on my hip and it's one of one

Rollin' loud I don't sleep until the sun

Come home with me ima' feel on her bu-but, She suckin' my dick out the shower

She want to stay the night she can get kicked out

When I told her that she had to flip out

Why you doin' that, uh, Why you doin' that

What are you doin, uh, Why you doin' that

What are you doin' baby, uh, uh, What are you doing babe, uh, uh, uh

Spinnin' your block and we blow that bitch down, Rollin' up greens I been rollin' up pounds

Off this drank, man this shit got me leanin

Off these drugs, man this shit got me geekin

High as fuck, I don't know what I'm thinkin

Glock .17, with a beam and it's blinkin

I'm with your bitch, and you know that she fuckin, the bros

I can never put my trust in a hoe, No

All of these bitches be broke hoes, Niggas cuffin' that thot is a no-no

I'm fuckin' this bitch and I'm goin' slow

Goin' slow

(What are you doin, What are you doin' bae

Uh, What are you doin, Know I'm gettin' to it

You know I be zoomin

Catch your man and I'm boomin, yeah, yeah)

What are you doin, What are you doin' bae

Know I'm gettin' to it, Know I'm gettin' to it bae

Yeah, I'm gettin' cash, I'm gettin' the bag

You know that you special

Know that you better than my last

Uh, Baby you nasty, Uh, I'm tryna fuck in the backseat

Uh, Hit from the back and she callin' me daddy

I'm off that gas movin' fast can't catch me, uh, uh, uh (I catch your man and I'm dumpin' the magazine)

I got to cut off of all my hoes, I got to cop me a new bitch, yeah

My last one was fuckin' my bros, Shit crazy they breakin' the code

Yeah, they thinkin' I'm dumb they think I don't know

I ain't lackin' I keep me a pole, FN-57 for you and your homie, yeah

I'm fuckin' this bitch sound like macaroni, yeah

I need my baby I'm lonely, yeah

Why she actin' like she know me, yeah

(Why she actin' like she know me, yeah)