WDYW

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I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty forty hit your
woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a
fifty Fourty fourty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (
What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want?
Whatchu want?
Let a nigga know Let a nigga know, let a nigga know You get hit,
40'll hurt you I got your bitch on me,
your mama on me and she birth you Blowin' Uzi,
I'm just off the shits Got your bitch on me,
she all all on the dick I get so turnt up,
countin' these bands bands I don't give a mothafuck,
I am the man Stay down with mad niggas,
your girl my baby I'm fuckin' on,
I am too lazy I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty
forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a
fifty Fourty fourty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (
What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want?
Whatchu want?
Let a nigga know Let a nigga know,
let a nigga know Fergy gonna get 'em,
youngin' doin' better Uzi with Uzi hit him through the leather Black
Panther party, Huey with the leather Feel like I'm him with the
cheddar Put 'em in the soup,
portobello Hit him in the head through his cerebellum Nigga better
tell him my uncle OG with a motherfuckin' felon He'll dead him in a
second if I tell him Spoke to Number Nine 'fore he went to jail and
He was on his way to his dreams Then his dreams started derailing
from a weapon These kids I try tell 'em Don't
get caught with the weapon Hip Hop police on the '
Gram And they can't wait to get 'em I turn five to a ten I turn
twenty to a fifty Forty forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a
fifty Fourty fourty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (
What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want?
Whatchu want?
Let a nigga know Let a nigga know, let a nigga know Trap,
he smoking on midnight gas Finessing a nigga with pounds of the swag
My bitches, they bustin', you niggas,
you cuffin' I trap out the bando,
them onions Whatchu want, whatchu want, my nigga?
I booted them Xans,
wrappin' the bricks in saran You don't want
problems Bitch I got choppers, Afghanistan Migo Gang, A$
AP Mob, he might fuck around get robbed 30 gold chains I flex,
but I ain't ever had no job Turn twenty to a fifty Tryna jump at Rich
the kid, diamonds dancin' like Diddy I trap in the kitchen with
Whitney, Actavis killin' my kidneys I turn five to a ten I turn
twenty to a fifty Forty forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a
fifty Fourty fourty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (
What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want?
Whatchu want?
Let a nigga know Let a nigga know, let a nigga know