WNTR In 018 Lyrics

Backpack, where they at man

Hell might break loose any time, heaven's last chance

Straight facts, I'm bullet proof

Niggas always tryna crack me, how they troubleshoot

CPU, what's up with you

Left a couple niggas pissed, how they hit the loo

Six gods, wavy days

Shout out all my day ones, they couldn't get replaced

Now enough with the basics, let's be consistent

Bitches looking for blessers and yet they ain't even Christian

You halla at them with gwalla, I leave them with godly writtens

I have them confused, asking if I'm Jehovah's Witness Bro look

She fly and all that, yeah, and so are pigeons

Moral of the story, she ain't the only one, there are billions

Got X on my back, hungry cats looking like we are villains

Niggas is Doofenshmirtz, quick to claim that they are killing, I'm shook

Niggas gapped in the middle, classy looking like Norbert

Don't try topping my billing, cribo looking enormous

That's just word to my momma, ama lace her a chorus

Why you sharing your writtens, I ain't sparing a portion

If you ask for a feature, you're a bit out of order

I decided to keep her, niggas dreaming of scoring

If I sound like a preacher, then it's probably a calling

Yeah, then it's probably a calling

Like I practiced my vowels, ama awaiting the ring

And y'all that didn't believe, y'all forgiven but please

Don't take that shit for advantage it's winter time in these streets

It's been five years in this town how Glo and X got to meet

And now I'm back in the city like 2020 was good

Know that she taught me clubbing but I still fuck with the hood

Where all my baddies are situated I smash where I should