WWGDTN? Lyrics

Said she love my swag and that lil bitch gon call me dad tonight

Niggas think they Superman, bitch I got that kryptonite

Pockets full of blues bitch they asked me if i'm crip tonight

Dead faces, in my pockets, dead lil greens, pants sagging

Bitch I run that bag up

Bitch get high like NASA

He tryna steal my swag but he not me I point and laugh haha

That nigga my son yeah he a bitch he can't do shit to me

Niggas tryna beef about a bitch boy you a joke to me

I get money, I ain't worried bout these bitches no

I ain't superhuman no I can't save these hoes no

Spent a thousand on that fit and spent a thousand on that bitch

What's your rent I got that shit and imma spend it all on shit

Said she love my swag and that lil bitch gon call me dad tonight

Niggas think they Superman, bitch I got that kryptonite

Pockets full of blues bitch they asked me if i'm crip tonight

Dead faces, in my pockets, dead lil greens, pants sagging

Bitch it's red or them blue pills, which one it's gon' be

Fuck it, imma mix them both and i'm gon' put my ass to sleep

Model bitch could work for vogue

And she on my dick for free

And my niggas they on go

Man these niggas on that street

What we gon do tonight let me know

Pockets full of blues tonight they gon' glow

Bitch I want diamonds on my teeth

None these niggas ain't do shit for me so I won't show 'em peace

They said i'll make it out the hood but I was never in them streets

Huh

Don't disrespect me

Shit could get deadly

No I ain't no killer but please do not tempt me

Bitch I want that Bentley

And that Rolley

Fuck that Wraith

They keep asking what I want and i'm like I just want my check please

Said she love my swag and that lil bitch gon call me dad tonight

Niggas think they Superman, bitch I got that kryptonite

Pockets full of blues bitch they asked me if i'm crip tonight

Dead faces, in my pockets, dead lil greens, pants sagging