WTM Lyrics

Oh that's a bad bitch, she looking elegant I think she might be Spanish

I can give the world to you show you where I'm standing

I can see it in your eyes and I can tell you're damaged

I know you can't stand it, so I'm like

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ohh

Pockets full of blues

She ain't ever had no coupe

Let's get into it what's the move

I'm talking back shots, you got to take it all from me you can't tap out

Let's pop a bottle and get wasted till we blackout

You held it down when I had nothing I got racks now

Yeah I got racks now

Pour me up, and take this pain away

First you blow me up, and now you playing games

You ain't show me enough, no you can't stay today

I'm thinking holy fuck you got to stay away

Oh that's a bad bitch, she looking elegant I think she might be Spanish

I can give the world to you show you where I'm standing

I can see it in your eyes and I can tell you're damaged

I know you can't stand it

I know you can't stand me

I'm going harder got to do it for the family

Music is all I got I ain't ever had no plan B

I went and did it now my money up substantially

Ran it up substantially

Oh that's a bad bitch, she looking elegant I think she might be Spanish

I can give the world to you show you where I'm standing

I can see it in your eyes and I can tell you're damaged

I know you can't stand it, so I'm like

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ohh

Pockets full of blues

She ain't ever had no coupe

Let's get into it what's the move