wya Lyrics

This supposed to be a introduction

Never coming out

Never coming out

What if I told you leave me alone?

Bitch don't call my phone, I can't pick up phones

What if I said come around?

Don't leave this lil town

I need that ass around

(Yeah I need you)

My piece of babelicious ass

Tell me where you at

Tell me where you at

I'll pull my ass around if I got to

Do a couple things to stay around if I got to

Do a couple

Do a couple

If I win this conversation she gon throw up a rebuttal

If I tell her she a flower she gon ask "what kind of pedal?"

"Love me not" that kind of pedal

I put pedals to the metal

Bitch I go ballistic

In this Trackhawk super fast I might fucking flip it and go fly

I cannot come down

I'm way outer space I'm geeked

You could hear in my words when I speak

He came out the window he creep

How?

How you feeling bad?

This is what you wanted, how you feeling sad?

I can't hear a word now I'm riding on my own

Only hear what bands say, that's what I condone

I wonder how you're with him and you still feel alone

I'm always asking questions to some shit I shouldn't know

I left your ass a message and you blocked me and it shows

You're super cold

Cash

My ass

I spend it

Get it back

I don't think about it

No more

Got a new bitch

I don't adore

No no no

I don't adore

No no no

Oh my god like no

Oh my god like how , you used to give me smiles

Hop on the bike go wow

Do a show for the crowd

What if I told you leave me alone?

Bitch don't call my phone, I can't pick up phones

What if I said come around?

Don't leave this lil town

I need that ass around

(Yeah I need you)

My piece of babelicious ass

Tell me where you at

Tell me where you at

I'll pull my ass around if I got to

Do a couple things to stay around if I got to

Got to