WYG (feat. T-Wrex, DantBake & RamoBean)
Yo
Just tryna have a good time
Aye
Yeah. She a bad bitch
Pop a bottle, drop that ass
Rock your body, cop that bag (Aye)
Fellas party, ladies dance
Tell that shorty, "Fuck your mans."
I'm just playin', girl quit hatin
Shot my shot but now I'm wasted, stop the clock
My time is faded, lots to watch, but I'm not famous
Bottles pop and it starts rainin' (Aye)
Models walk in, I start drainin'
Drip, drip, drop she wetter than my faucet
Sick, sick thoughts, I'm thinkin' she might've lost it (damn)
Whispered she's a pilot, she wants to hop in my cockpit
Asked if she's an angel, cause I feel like a prophet
And this feels like a godsend. I'm done with the nonsense
Before I go drop dead, I'm sayin' what's not said
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye, aye)
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye. Look) (Aye, aye)
All up in the club (all up in the club)
More bottles, more drinks (more bottles, more drinks)
Girl, you caught my eye (gah damn)
Damn, you lookin' so fine, how you movin' so free (Shee!)
I was finna wild out tonight (uh-huh)
But with you I'm tryna chill just vibe (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Damn you movin' those hips
Back it up, slow it down
Watch her take her time (woo!)
Go up, baby girl, get your freak in (uh-huh)
We can party all night, all weekend (Aww yeah)
Smokin' hot, lil' mama, what you drinkin' (yeah yeah)
I can read your body, but can't tell what you thinkin (Gah damn)
Get lit, drink for drink, it ain't really a thing
And we can hit the dance floor, tryna see how it shake (Shee!)
Go up all night, do you think you can hang
But baby, when the sun rise, have you screamin' my name (Yeah yeah)
I met a real bad bitch at the party (Yeaaah)
She a real bust down bitch like Barbie (Yeaaah)
She a freak, known to geek off Bacardi(Yeaaah)
She like to tweak when she on the molly (woot! woot!)
Like to dance, see her rollin' her body
Turn up tonight, baby, this is your party (woot! woot!)
This a badass beat and I'm feelin' it
I got a badass bitch, you know I'm drillin' it
I like a bitch that can like a bitch (Yeaaah)
I like a bitch that can fight a bitch (Yeaaah)
I'm known to run it up, but also known to fuck it up (yeaaah)
And Tato Beats keep the streets jumpin' like it's Double Dutch (bop bop bop)
All the team, keep your head bobbin' like it's upper cuts (bop bop bop)
Me and the team known to double up (Skiiirt!)
Pourin' that drink in a double cup
Let's have a good time here for a good night
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye, aye)
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye, aye)
Brother know it's RamoBean, yeah you know I'm finna snap though (snap doe!)
I got bars, I got flow, I can rap though (rap doe!)
I got bitches on bitches, I got stack hoes (Ahh!)
I got Tave in this bitch, you gettin' canceled (BOP BOP BOP!)
You gettin' canceled, you gettin' finished (Aye)
I be writin' everyday, I got plenty (Aye)
I got Ivy and Lindsey and Britney (BRITNEY?!)
Cooper the shooter, he shootin' in the kidney (BOW!)
I can rap real quick, I ain't see no bitch
I ain't see no bricks, I can take your pics
I'm for real, yeah, I'm for real
It ain't involve my brothers, it ain't no deal
I'ma walk like this forever, my life (Ahh, ahh)
I'ma talk like this, I never tote pipes
I ain't never go left, cause I'm always right
RamoBean so sick, yeah, he's so tight ahhh (Skiiirt!)
Ahh Tato on the beat bitch!
Just tryna have a good time
Aye
Yeah. She a bad bitch
Pop a bottle, drop that ass
Rock your body, cop that bag (Aye)
Fellas party, ladies dance
Tell that shorty, "Fuck your mans."
I'm just playin', girl quit hatin
Shot my shot but now I'm wasted, stop the clock
My time is faded, lots to watch, but I'm not famous
Bottles pop and it starts rainin' (Aye)
Models walk in, I start drainin'
Drip, drip, drop she wetter than my faucet
Sick, sick thoughts, I'm thinkin' she might've lost it (damn)
Whispered she's a pilot, she wants to hop in my cockpit
Asked if she's an angel, cause I feel like a prophet
And this feels like a godsend. I'm done with the nonsense
Before I go drop dead, I'm sayin' what's not said
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye, aye)
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye. Look) (Aye, aye)
All up in the club (all up in the club)
More bottles, more drinks (more bottles, more drinks)
Girl, you caught my eye (gah damn)
Damn, you lookin' so fine, how you movin' so free (Shee!)
I was finna wild out tonight (uh-huh)
But with you I'm tryna chill just vibe (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Damn you movin' those hips
Back it up, slow it down
Watch her take her time (woo!)
Go up, baby girl, get your freak in (uh-huh)
We can party all night, all weekend (Aww yeah)
Smokin' hot, lil' mama, what you drinkin' (yeah yeah)
I can read your body, but can't tell what you thinkin (Gah damn)
Get lit, drink for drink, it ain't really a thing
And we can hit the dance floor, tryna see how it shake (Shee!)
Go up all night, do you think you can hang
But baby, when the sun rise, have you screamin' my name (Yeah yeah)
I met a real bad bitch at the party (Yeaaah)
She a real bust down bitch like Barbie (Yeaaah)
She a freak, known to geek off Bacardi(Yeaaah)
She like to tweak when she on the molly (woot! woot!)
Like to dance, see her rollin' her body
Turn up tonight, baby, this is your party (woot! woot!)
This a badass beat and I'm feelin' it
I got a badass bitch, you know I'm drillin' it
I like a bitch that can like a bitch (Yeaaah)
I like a bitch that can fight a bitch (Yeaaah)
I'm known to run it up, but also known to fuck it up (yeaaah)
And Tato Beats keep the streets jumpin' like it's Double Dutch (bop bop bop)
All the team, keep your head bobbin' like it's upper cuts (bop bop bop)
Me and the team known to double up (Skiiirt!)
Pourin' that drink in a double cup
Let's have a good time here for a good night
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye, aye)
Baby girl, I wanna know
Where you come from
Or where you goin' (Aye, aye)
Brother know it's RamoBean, yeah you know I'm finna snap though (snap doe!)
I got bars, I got flow, I can rap though (rap doe!)
I got bitches on bitches, I got stack hoes (Ahh!)
I got Tave in this bitch, you gettin' canceled (BOP BOP BOP!)
You gettin' canceled, you gettin' finished (Aye)
I be writin' everyday, I got plenty (Aye)
I got Ivy and Lindsey and Britney (BRITNEY?!)
Cooper the shooter, he shootin' in the kidney (BOW!)
I can rap real quick, I ain't see no bitch
I ain't see no bricks, I can take your pics
I'm for real, yeah, I'm for real
It ain't involve my brothers, it ain't no deal
I'ma walk like this forever, my life (Ahh, ahh)
I'ma talk like this, I never tote pipes
I ain't never go left, cause I'm always right
RamoBean so sick, yeah, he's so tight ahhh (Skiiirt!)
Ahh Tato on the beat bitch!
Credits
Writer(s): Taven Lovato
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