Where Am I Going
Yeah, uh, aye
Yeah, nana, nana, nana
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Aye yeah, yeah
Im gone in a jet (A jet)
Uh speed in a vet
Yeah, yeah they say I'm up next (Up next)
Uh, put the haters to rest
Lately I just been pourin' up, I got a couple bands and a double cup
My niggas be ridin', we turnin' up
Not a worry in the world, lets fuck it up
I ride through the city
Now I see clearly (Clearly)
Nobody can test me
I-I-I'm running and sitting
That bitch name is Macy, she callin' me daddy
She got a bottle, she hittin' my phone
Sayin, "Please baby don't leave me alone"
I cant text back, babygirl I'm too gone
Im swervin' in lanes, barely making it home
She text me next day, said she on her way
She got some more bitches and they from the bay
Said, "Ouu you got bottles, how much did you pay?"
Said, bitch that don't matter I'm just tryna play
Get fucked up and fucked up, I drink everyday
Ouu that's something that you always wanna say
I'm fuckin' with bad bitches, none of the fakes
That bitch kneelin' down and she givin' me face
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Uh, uh, "Whatchu be on tonight?" (Tonight)
Bitch I'm taking a flight
I'ts T.S.Z. runnin', I'm fly as a kite (A kite)
Ooh, ah and my hoodie Off White
I-I-I drip like a puddle, now she wanna cuddle
Throw down and I split, then I make a double
These bitches like huddles, I'm makin' 'em crumble
She likin' that shit and she cute like a mother
If you ain't got drip then you gotta drown
I'm loadin' the choppa', I'm spraying 'em down
Put them in a coffin, I'm layin' 'em down
You barkin' no biting, you look like a clown
I filled up my bank, I'm counting my cash
She said "baby calm down, you moving too fast"
I said "babygirl fuck it I'm doing the dash"
I stay on the low cause all of y'all whack
Money be movin' and I'm steady cruisin'
'Lotta of moves to be made, yeah that's what I'm doin'
They say that I'm losin', but bitch I'm not losin'
I'm just stackin' my paper and you keep on hatin'
I'll throw me a ball, I'm feelin' like Payton
Touchdown on the field, now we celebratin'
I'll wait for my time, I got all the patience
I'm just a lil' nigga but I'm in the makin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Aye yeah, yeah
Im gone in a jet (A jet)
Uh speed in a vet
Yeah, yeah they say I'm up next
Uh, put the haters to rest
Lately I just been pourin' up, I got a couple bands and a double cup
My niggas be ridin', we turnin' up
Not a worry in the world, lets fuck it up
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Yeah, nana, nana, nana
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Aye yeah, yeah
Im gone in a jet (A jet)
Uh speed in a vet
Yeah, yeah they say I'm up next (Up next)
Uh, put the haters to rest
Lately I just been pourin' up, I got a couple bands and a double cup
My niggas be ridin', we turnin' up
Not a worry in the world, lets fuck it up
I ride through the city
Now I see clearly (Clearly)
Nobody can test me
I-I-I'm running and sitting
That bitch name is Macy, she callin' me daddy
She got a bottle, she hittin' my phone
Sayin, "Please baby don't leave me alone"
I cant text back, babygirl I'm too gone
Im swervin' in lanes, barely making it home
She text me next day, said she on her way
She got some more bitches and they from the bay
Said, "Ouu you got bottles, how much did you pay?"
Said, bitch that don't matter I'm just tryna play
Get fucked up and fucked up, I drink everyday
Ouu that's something that you always wanna say
I'm fuckin' with bad bitches, none of the fakes
That bitch kneelin' down and she givin' me face
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Uh, uh, "Whatchu be on tonight?" (Tonight)
Bitch I'm taking a flight
I'ts T.S.Z. runnin', I'm fly as a kite (A kite)
Ooh, ah and my hoodie Off White
I-I-I drip like a puddle, now she wanna cuddle
Throw down and I split, then I make a double
These bitches like huddles, I'm makin' 'em crumble
She likin' that shit and she cute like a mother
If you ain't got drip then you gotta drown
I'm loadin' the choppa', I'm spraying 'em down
Put them in a coffin, I'm layin' 'em down
You barkin' no biting, you look like a clown
I filled up my bank, I'm counting my cash
She said "baby calm down, you moving too fast"
I said "babygirl fuck it I'm doing the dash"
I stay on the low cause all of y'all whack
Money be movin' and I'm steady cruisin'
'Lotta of moves to be made, yeah that's what I'm doin'
They say that I'm losin', but bitch I'm not losin'
I'm just stackin' my paper and you keep on hatin'
I'll throw me a ball, I'm feelin' like Payton
Touchdown on the field, now we celebratin'
I'll wait for my time, I got all the patience
I'm just a lil' nigga but I'm in the makin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
Aye yeah, yeah
Im gone in a jet (A jet)
Uh speed in a vet
Yeah, yeah they say I'm up next
Uh, put the haters to rest
Lately I just been pourin' up, I got a couple bands and a double cup
My niggas be ridin', we turnin' up
Not a worry in the world, lets fuck it up
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Run it up, run it up, baby don't get confusin'
Where am I goin'?
What am I doin'?
Hopped in a mazi, I'm gone, now I'm the one she choosin'
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Writer(s): T. Z.
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