Wtf! ft. Vvxnae Lyrics

I, I, I smoke too much for my own good

Told that bitch to come through for a short and get this long wood

Tried to break the roof, yeah we did It's a strong hood

Whole stu turnt, I ain't askin' if the song good

Ratchet bitches love me and the classy bitches want me more

I'm Quisi and they openin' up, they treat the box just like a door

Had some make up sex and calm the nerves, what we fightin' for

These niggas, they don't like me, what the fuck did they invite me for

Okay, see you hear the thunder, but I brought the lightning

Baby don't be scared, said this life is frightening

I think you my type, but don't get excited

Ball is in your court, tell me what you decided

When you whisper in my ear, I really like it

Said some shit ion like, then I blocked you while you typin

She want our last names, separated by a hyphen

Took so many losses, but I'm still here and I'm still fightin

I'm producer Tyson Fury, nigga, all my shit punchin

Don't care what she say on the net, at the end of the night, we huchin

They like to get in their feelings, but niggas ain't get no money

I was the reason for all of the jokes, they need me now and this shit so funny

I, I, I smoke too much for my own good

Told that bitch to come through for a short and get this long wood

Tried to break the roof, yeah we did It's a strong hood

Whole stu turnt, I ain't askin' if the song good

Ratchet bitches love me and the classy bitches want me more

I'm Quisi and they openin' up, they treat the box just like a door

Had some make up sex and calm the nerves, what we fightin' for

These niggas, they don't like me, what the fuck did they invite me for

What's there not to like me for? I'd be salty too if your bitch like me more

Mad cause they can't catch up, I just keep on up and up and up and up and up and up the score

I'm in love with twenty, fifty, hundreds, fuck, I'll stunt you for it

Applying pressure til' I can't I can't breathe no more

Til the bathroom, got some heated floors

Deep up in my bag, deep up on they ass, pause

I'ma stick to the plan, ass nigga

Double up the bag, it's upteen figures

Stickin' up birds to the burnt-ass niggas

Lying if you say you never heard of me, nigga

I, I, I smoke too much for my own good

Told that bitch to come through for a short and get this long wood

Tried to break the roof, yeah we did It's a strong hood

Whole stu turnt, I ain't askin' if the song good

Ratchet bitches love me and the classy bitches want me more

I'm Quisi and they openin' up, they treat the box just like a door

Had some make up sex and calm the nerves, what we fightin' for

These niggas, they don't like me, what the fuck did they invite me for