Wtf He On (feat. Yung Nico)
Crown Cartier
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Im like what the f*ck is he on We some young niggas blowing on some strong Bad bitches f*ck them send them home Sorry boo I aint mean to do you wrong I said baby what you want and what you need Said that she was hungry only got her Mickey D's Know she seen me in her dreams I put her on her knees I was all in VIP and smoking hell of weed She said she want smoke with me but she can't smoke for free Maybe if she bust it down I'll toss a couple G's Ricky Bobby with the shake and bake Crack rock up on a paper plate Take yo bitch up on a dinner date Made her go and work the interstate Still pouring lean up in that minute maid Might go invest up in some real estate Still blowing pounds like it was heavy weight In between is where I penetrate F*ck a nine to five on some minimum wage Shoot a nigga up the murder rate My bitch bad and oh she misbehave Don't make me up this bitch and make me spray like raid Im like what the f*ck is he on We some young nigga blowing on some strong Bad bitches f*ck them send them home Sorry boo I aint mean to do you wrong Me and Nico on a track, thats a banger Rocking spinners like where the f*ck are some swangers Play with me and boy your life is in danger What did your mom say about hanging around with strangers Talk to god and have you playing with angels Shit ain't sweet Nah this ain't your rainbow Im talking bout licks What's the stain for? I still would switch lanes in that five-o Who the hell is that still at the back door My momma she raised her an asshole Counting cash Ill still blow a bag tho Hella ass And she throw it back bro Moving fast and I pour the Ac slow Another bag That one get taxed on Quarterback I feel like Mac Jones All these hoes They can get passed on Cause I get my mac on I am the new Zac Efron High School Musical you can get stepped on And I'm fly I feel like the Jetsons Came a long way from big rock and a big pot with a little plate Came a long way from a big block with a wrist watch on a dinner date Pockets stay filled up with big knots with a big thot on the interstate Same way that her lips locked had my wrists locked on some thinner weight Im like what the f*ck is he on We some young nigga blowing on some strong Bad bitches f*ck them send them home Sorry boo I ain't mean to do you wrong Aye baby yeah my fault just grab my number
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