WYA?

Come talk to me nicely, or just dont talk at all
Shawty got me tripping, lately I just walk it off
Told her friend slide to the AP I aint talking watch
Dropping hits, I'm dropping bodies, I won't drop the ball

On the real it's members only, yeah it's just us
Who said I got enemies, cause lately I aint seen none
Keeping up that energy, its still shoutout to Big Duck
Keep that circle tight cause this when they gon start to switch up

They like "I aint talk to you in a while
How you living?
Where you ghilling?
How you feeling?"
Ever since we got them racks in by the mile
We them niggas
We them villains
With them figures

Hold up, yeah, check the Stats
If this aint number one then we gon have to run it back
Off the rip with Seanie B until we running up a plaque
Clearing out the trap, lighting up the MedPacc

New phone who dis, oh you, mad?
We stay Propped up in the pad
Pull off, been there, done that, past
GT, sport mode, take a lap
Unless we laughing, I ain't last
Tesla Motors, ain't no gas
Come on over, we cool, cap
Heard your new tape, that was trash

They like "I aint talk to you in a while
How you living?
Where you ghilling?
How you feeling?"
Ever since we got them racks in by the mile
We them niggas
We them villains
With them figures



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Writer(s): Gunbir Sehmbey, Rich Dropkick, Sean Busse, Tafara Okammor
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