WYKBD Lyrics

What you know about that, ain't sure about that, yeah, yeah, yeah

Came in with a big ole bag, cuz the bitch so bad, had to make that mine

I ain't even check that tag, I just swipe real fast, yeah, I'm on that time

I ain't even hit 25 and I been at this, tryna get what's mine

I ain't even in my prime, but I still feel like I'm up against time

I send it up, you tryna get tough, really ain't havin' that, oh

Link back with bro, ridin' round slow, we gon' go back to back, oh

Gave him a rest on my foot, took my foot off they necks, well, bitch, I'm back on that, oh

She wanna see my money dance, I do the cabbage patch, oh

DistroKid, direct deposit hit, what you know about that, oh

Different seasons in my closet, what you know about that, oh

Took one look up at his streams and I ain't sure about that, oh

How much it cost to pay for streams, I wouldn't know about that, oh

Ooh, Kiwi turn up that synthesizer

I looked into the mirror, I ain't see no one flyer

Just bought me some new kicks, I can't pronounce designer

I said, baby, these ain't Asics, they Balenciager

Runnin' it back, this white boy cracked, I'm not no 49er

Glock .22 attached, I'm not C-Mac, I got behind her

This bitch Purdy and she flirtin', want me up inside her

And she a freak hoe, I'm like Deebo, I'm a duck & dive her

Keep my heat right by her seat, she got it tucked beside her

And I can't fuck with them, they always been some (sh-shh)

Slow your roll and duck your taco, 'fore I up my fire

You think I'm not gon' spin, you spin, well I got reminders

Yeah, what you know about that?

Are you sure about that, are you sure about that

What you know about that?

How much it cost to fake your streams, I wouldn't know about that, oh

Whoa (yeah)

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

What you know about that

Ain't sure about that