Wyd
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
What's good? What's good? huh
What you doin' tryna' come around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's good, like
What you doin' tryna' run around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's, what's
These days I ain't for making friends
These days I stayed locked in the ends
These days I don't make no amends
Come around here acting like we been met
Nah, I don't wanna dap y'all yet
Quick to press the issue ain't shit on my chest
Eighteen with a pack, guess
Y'all are not bro, not fam', no guest
We be six deep in a sprinter down sunset
Speakers going stupid dummy got the block no rest
With the windows rolled down showing off my brown
Screaming all this slick talk like go ahead bet, bet
Oh my god y'all stayed gassed, I was like damn bruh
Who ain't all cap? Bitch I'm on own
You can find me at my trap
I been serving up a dream to the art hoes up in Sac
Like bitch, we not friends don't come in
My momma said she hates you, you a bin
Dub hoes tryna act slick like, like
Yeah you ain't on shit, screaming for the click
You ain't even know us from time since a jit'
You just want a tag with yo' motherfucking pic
What you doing tryna come around here
Bitch suck up on this motherfucking dick
What you doin' tryna' come around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's good, like
What you doin' tryna' run around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's, what's
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
Aye my na, imma be a great my na
With a blunt to the face my na, what you say my na?
Do this everyday my na, no breaks, no wait my na
Why waste time na?
Money to made my na, get it up and get yo' weight my na
No debates that we been the latest generation of militia
Middle fingers to the haters, ain't nobody fuckin with us
Goddamn
Spit it like I'm on the corner block with a forty in my hand
and some tall white socks, goddamn
West coast na 'til I drop and I'm headed to top
And them other nas not, goddamn
Put it on my momma' that my shit is hella hot
Got the hell and hot water, let me turn it up a notch
Pull up to yo' spot like it's fuck hip-hop
Nas bombin' kamikaze and I'm buckin' kill shots
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
What you doin' tryna' come around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's good, like
What you doin' tryna' run around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's, what's
What's good? What's good? huh
What you doin' tryna' come around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's good, like
What you doin' tryna' run around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's, what's
These days I ain't for making friends
These days I stayed locked in the ends
These days I don't make no amends
Come around here acting like we been met
Nah, I don't wanna dap y'all yet
Quick to press the issue ain't shit on my chest
Eighteen with a pack, guess
Y'all are not bro, not fam', no guest
We be six deep in a sprinter down sunset
Speakers going stupid dummy got the block no rest
With the windows rolled down showing off my brown
Screaming all this slick talk like go ahead bet, bet
Oh my god y'all stayed gassed, I was like damn bruh
Who ain't all cap? Bitch I'm on own
You can find me at my trap
I been serving up a dream to the art hoes up in Sac
Like bitch, we not friends don't come in
My momma said she hates you, you a bin
Dub hoes tryna act slick like, like
Yeah you ain't on shit, screaming for the click
You ain't even know us from time since a jit'
You just want a tag with yo' motherfucking pic
What you doing tryna come around here
Bitch suck up on this motherfucking dick
What you doin' tryna' come around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's good, like
What you doin' tryna' run around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's, what's
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
Aye my na, imma be a great my na
With a blunt to the face my na, what you say my na?
Do this everyday my na, no breaks, no wait my na
Why waste time na?
Money to made my na, get it up and get yo' weight my na
No debates that we been the latest generation of militia
Middle fingers to the haters, ain't nobody fuckin with us
Goddamn
Spit it like I'm on the corner block with a forty in my hand
and some tall white socks, goddamn
West coast na 'til I drop and I'm headed to top
And them other nas not, goddamn
Put it on my momma' that my shit is hella hot
Got the hell and hot water, let me turn it up a notch
Pull up to yo' spot like it's fuck hip-hop
Nas bombin' kamikaze and I'm buckin' kill shots
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
What you wanna' do when you come around my way?
What you wanna' do when you fillin' in the blank?
I ain't gonna' stop you, I'm not 'bout to let you
You do what you want, I am not the one to judge
What you doin' tryna' come around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's good, like
What you doin' tryna' run around here
Clap on, clap off, what's good, huh
What you doin' tryna' run around here
What's good, what's good, what's, what's
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Writer(s): Enzo Sullivan
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