WYA Lyrics

If you do not mind take a picture of this

Cuz I forget every time if you a hit or a miss

You say that we ain't shit

But shit I'm not convinced

You said that we ain't click like Fuck

Let's mix cliques

They can vibe in the corner

While we experiment umm

We only young let's have fun

Ride around with a stick

I'm super glue to your gum

I'm born sinner

Rebellious to the beat of the drum

Let's get it

I'm down town

Waiting for you my baby

My plum

I bruise easily but shit Im only good as they come

My n55 kokain as the drug

I get bitches irritated by the sound of my vrum

I blow up when i wanna

I eat dinner like simba

King kain my villa

Razzle dazzle my bimmer

Got a bitch in the back

Really don't wanna cuff her

The real deal got me cheesing

Like chuckie

To rubber

It's torture

Want a pen while a talk

Record my session and

Rise to the top

We in the south so

Baby let's go

No response when I talk

That's why we gotta KO

Repeat the day that we done

Fell in love but

Where did you go