Wya

Where you at shorty
They asking where you at
Told her to point at any place on the map

Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh

Bitch I'm V VLone
Cant nobody leave me lone?
I be blowing strong, tell me what everyone on
I guess when we in Rome, this the way this shit will go
She been blowing up my phone that's another toxic hoe
Shorty where you at? Baby don't forget the @
I'm popping all the tags, making sure my drip last
Asking where I'm at? You should know I'm chasing bags
Why am I the topic when I'm just trynna relax
I'm the subject of discussion, their ain't nothing new with that

Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh

Handling my business and i flex it like a fitness
Homie keep your distance, whats the digits to your district
You ain't fucking with me, my team too supreme
Running through your city jugging every living thing
Switching up locations like i'm bout to win a ring
She wanna take a flight, told her red bull gave her wings
Every time I'm on vacation everybody wanna link
When I'm not making music they don't ask where i been
Elevated shorty disappearing again
Almost went a year with no drumming in my ear
Where the fuck was shorty? Nigga, he was not here
Being Antisocial, i was switching up the gears
Driving out of state, changed the view on the rear
Switching up the plates, started moving for a meal

Niggas ain't never had shit

Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh
Where you at? uh

Niggas think they slick
Then they slip, Slip Rick
We was mobbin deep, last week
Did you sleep
They put me in the game for the team I TD'D
Fakes in the city spreading out like std's
I'ma ghost on the map, no location out of me
The phone might be tapped, you can never reach me

Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at



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Writer(s): Jose Guerrero
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