Where YaH0 At? ft. Big Jaz Lyrics

What up, y'all

We on here with Big Jazz

Big Jazz

Hendi

Traeway

You already know where this fuck it is

This fucker's famous

Banga

Bitch, I'm the one

You know I go dumb

Big 40 on me & , it got a drum

I see a honey, I aim at her bun

Let it go, click it, and rip up your tongue

Rip out the tongue and rip out the lung

I know I'm young, but I got them sprung

If she got them sprung, I got them lost

Go to the mall, I'm not asking a cost

He call me his baby, cuz bitch I'm a boss

You play on my top, get your salad tossed

Toss me the mic, I'm spitting, I'm solid

You talking and talk about what's in your wallet

Bitch, you get close, then we gotta pop it

Standing on business and making a profit

We taking that profit and laugh to the bank

You look like your boo be calling you stank

Bitch, don't be asking me what's in this drink

I'm the one doing the shit that you can't

Can't get enough of me, I'm like gold

He like my voice and he like my flow

My wrist wet, it's frozen snow

Tell me he like me, I'm like, I know

Like, I know I'm a problem

My brothers spot him, then I know they got him

I know I'm a make it's I'm straight for the stars and they hatin'

I'm saying that trendy shit, call me Lil' Wavy

Like, I'm not signing that it's hope

Shit that I mean when I say drive the boat

Rolling the za, that's how you can't buy the smoke

If your bitch on my side, say bye to your hoe

Say, I don't want your bitch, she gon' hit to the shit

Bitch I'm the topic and got fat on the shit

I call her my side, she gon' be with the shit

Me &, my niggas don't be in a mix

Like, where is your hoe

You can't find your bitch

Like, where is your hoe

Like, you ain't my bitch

I bet you can't find him

Thinkin' I lost him, let me remind him

I'ma just whine, grind, shine

Knowing your nigga could never be mine

I'ma just whine, grind, shine

I'ma just whine, grind, shine