WYO (feat. BlakeIANA)
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Look, I've been on old shit
She been on me, I be on her, give her that old dick
I don't even got shit else to say, text back like, "Oh, wow"
Probably send you that purple thing, text like, "Oh, my"
She like, "I been havin' problems with my old nigga"
I said, "You should come with me, I'll have the hoes picked up
And some liquor in the back, so y'all can turn shit up
If he call you while I'm here, say I'm your new nigga"
She like, "I know, I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know, I know, I know what you on"
Hit from the back, we on
Tryin' to relax, be gone
You ain't got shit, she ain't got shit
He ain't got shit, peon
Still waitin' 'til the niggas see y'all
My niggas all gone, free y'all
Work niggas can't wait 'til we off
Talk to my bitch, take T off
I'm in the Bay, yellin' out, "Yay"
Niggas wanna play, pullin' up Mase'
After this play, I'ma just pay
Maybe one day, chillin' with Ghazi
Pickin' you up whenever you down
Feeling on me, touchin' my bone
Thinkin' 'bout you, hang around me
First FaceTime, then textin' your phone
Now I'm on Junkie, niggas ain't gettin' shit from me
Chillin' in High-rise, bitch wanna eat me like Popeyes
Tell her like, "Whoa, now, I seen bad bitches before now"
Now she like, "Whoa, now, talk that shit when it go down"
I heard you been havin' issues with your bitch, am I right? (Am I right?)
I can fill in where she's absent, be your girlfriend for the night (for the night)
Me and you can be discreet when we around in the public eye
You so stiff with them, but when you with me, you a different guy
I'm like, "Ay, Shordie Shordie, come and tell me what you on"
I know I got your attention, bae, tell me how I turn you on (how I turn you on)
I'm so P, won't tell your bitch, but I might put it in my song
And the friends, when he with me, I got the nigga head blown
Yeah-yeah, what you on? So hair relaxed, but he keep goin'
My heart so big, I killed like eight niggas at once (I killed like eight niggas at once)
Get a bottle, roll some runts and let's get drunk
Baby, we just goin' steady, we just havin' fun
She like, I been havin' problems with my old nigga
I said you should come with me, I'll have the hoes picked up
And some liquor in the back, so y'all can turn shit up
If he call you while I'm here, say I'm your new nigga
She like, "I know, I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know, I know, I know what you on"
Whoa, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, yeah
(One more time)
Whoa, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, yeah
She like, "I been havin' problems with my old nigga"
I said, "You should come with me, I'll have the hoes picked up
And some liquor in the back, so y'all can turn shit up
If he call you while I'm here, say I'm your new nigga"
She like, "I know, I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know, I know, I know what you on"
Huh, what you on
She like, "I know what you on"
Ay, she like, "I know what you on"
What you-, uh
Look, I've been on old shit
She been on me, I be on her, give her that old dick
I don't even got shit else to say, text back like, "Oh, wow"
Probably send you that purple thing, text like, "Oh, my"
She like, "I been havin' problems with my old nigga"
I said, "You should come with me, I'll have the hoes picked up
And some liquor in the back, so y'all can turn shit up
If he call you while I'm here, say I'm your new nigga"
She like, "I know, I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know, I know, I know what you on"
Hit from the back, we on
Tryin' to relax, be gone
You ain't got shit, she ain't got shit
He ain't got shit, peon
Still waitin' 'til the niggas see y'all
My niggas all gone, free y'all
Work niggas can't wait 'til we off
Talk to my bitch, take T off
I'm in the Bay, yellin' out, "Yay"
Niggas wanna play, pullin' up Mase'
After this play, I'ma just pay
Maybe one day, chillin' with Ghazi
Pickin' you up whenever you down
Feeling on me, touchin' my bone
Thinkin' 'bout you, hang around me
First FaceTime, then textin' your phone
Now I'm on Junkie, niggas ain't gettin' shit from me
Chillin' in High-rise, bitch wanna eat me like Popeyes
Tell her like, "Whoa, now, I seen bad bitches before now"
Now she like, "Whoa, now, talk that shit when it go down"
I heard you been havin' issues with your bitch, am I right? (Am I right?)
I can fill in where she's absent, be your girlfriend for the night (for the night)
Me and you can be discreet when we around in the public eye
You so stiff with them, but when you with me, you a different guy
I'm like, "Ay, Shordie Shordie, come and tell me what you on"
I know I got your attention, bae, tell me how I turn you on (how I turn you on)
I'm so P, won't tell your bitch, but I might put it in my song
And the friends, when he with me, I got the nigga head blown
Yeah-yeah, what you on? So hair relaxed, but he keep goin'
My heart so big, I killed like eight niggas at once (I killed like eight niggas at once)
Get a bottle, roll some runts and let's get drunk
Baby, we just goin' steady, we just havin' fun
She like, I been havin' problems with my old nigga
I said you should come with me, I'll have the hoes picked up
And some liquor in the back, so y'all can turn shit up
If he call you while I'm here, say I'm your new nigga
She like, "I know, I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know, I know, I know what you on"
Whoa, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, yeah
(One more time)
Whoa, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, yeah
She like, "I been havin' problems with my old nigga"
I said, "You should come with me, I'll have the hoes picked up
And some liquor in the back, so y'all can turn shit up
If he call you while I'm here, say I'm your new nigga"
She like, "I know, I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know what you on" (what you on)
She like, "I know, I know, I know what you on"
Huh, what you on
She like, "I know what you on"
Ay, she like, "I know what you on"
What you-, uh
Credits
Writer(s): Shane Lindstrom, Elias Sticken, Jason Goldberg, Raquan Hudson, Eestidee, Blakelana
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