What You On
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby-eeh-eeh
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on? Uh-uh
Baby, what you wanna do now?
Baby, what you on?
Baby-eeh-eeh
Nights awake
Like, yeah, we cannot get no time to waste
Yeah, 24/7, anxiety preyin'
Gotta scare your fears up 'fore you run away
Gotta cut off fake ties, they'd just run away
People wanna get piped and still drive their thangs
Let 'em play with the fire
They won't burn their souls
'Cause they ain't got one, they cannot be Hathaway
Run through the night with a- (Uh)
Shawty's so fine she be dazzling
White in this game
And might feel like Adin
'Cause, yeah, bitch, we both are findin' bae
Rhymes are hittin' like woahs
They vibe on this shit like hoes
Twenties and tryna take off
Culture but still might propose
Every lil' bitch wanna act
Like they care 'bout the shit you be doin', show it off
Bros are hoes and they'd pose
For the acting skills they showed us
When they tried to fuck our hoes
Bitch, everybody been sore
Yeah
Can't stop a bar
Yeah
Doomed to rap here
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on? (For real)
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on? Uh-uh
Baby, what you wanna do now?
Baby, what you on?
Baby-eeh-eeh
Baby-eeh, baby-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh
For real
Baby, what you on?
Baby-eeh-eeh
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on? Uh-uh
Baby, what you wanna do now?
Baby, what you on?
Baby-eeh-eeh
Nights awake
Like, yeah, we cannot get no time to waste
Yeah, 24/7, anxiety preyin'
Gotta scare your fears up 'fore you run away
Gotta cut off fake ties, they'd just run away
People wanna get piped and still drive their thangs
Let 'em play with the fire
They won't burn their souls
'Cause they ain't got one, they cannot be Hathaway
Run through the night with a- (Uh)
Shawty's so fine she be dazzling
White in this game
And might feel like Adin
'Cause, yeah, bitch, we both are findin' bae
Rhymes are hittin' like woahs
They vibe on this shit like hoes
Twenties and tryna take off
Culture but still might propose
Every lil' bitch wanna act
Like they care 'bout the shit you be doin', show it off
Bros are hoes and they'd pose
For the acting skills they showed us
When they tried to fuck our hoes
Bitch, everybody been sore
Yeah
Can't stop a bar
Yeah
Doomed to rap here
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on? (For real)
Baby, what you on?
Baby, what you on? Uh-uh
Baby, what you wanna do now?
Baby, what you on?
Baby-eeh-eeh
Baby-eeh, baby-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh
For real
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Writer(s): Matteo Favaron
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