WTF I Want lyrics

by

Tee Grizzley



[Intro]
It's gon' be a lot of obstacles you gotta overcome in this sh*t, you know?
sh*t ain't never— sh*t ain't gon' be nowhere near easy
You gotta do it, though, it's gon' say a lot about you in the end
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
(Unicus did it again)

[Verse 1]
Run them millions up, so when I'm gone, they feed my babies
Three, four choppers in this truck 'cause for no reason, n*ggas hate me
Take this Glock and Hellcat, b*tch, since you can't act no lady
Bein' a ho for me, but bein' a wife on Instagram is crazy (b*tch)
How I'm gon' trust a b*tch? I don't even trust the one that made me (I don't)
n*ggas like, "How much your chain?" It cost the jeweler an M to make it
n*ggas janky, stay away from me, I swear that'd be amazin'
Doin' all that playin', you gon' sick, you see how far we take it (Watch this)
Give a f*ck 'bout what come second, you know we gettin' that bag first (That's first)
I used to trap on Elmhurst, I done had the baddest on this Earth (The baddest)
You see that hearse? I'll put you there, that switchy come fully or burst (Frrt)
You can't rob the robbers, n*gga, you know that sh*t ain't gon' work (How you gon' do that?)

[Chorus]
I do what the f*ck I want (Yeah), b*tch, stop callin', what you want?
Why I say that I'm that n*gga? 'Cause I do the sh*t they don't (They don't do it)
I ain't pus*y with this money, let me know if you want smoke (Let's go)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke (pus*y)
I do what the f*ck I want (I do), b*tch, stop callin', what you want? (f*ck you want?)
Why I say that I'm that n*gga? 'Cause I do the sh*t they don't (All the time)
I ain't pus*y with this money, let me know if you want smoke (What's up?)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke (pus*y)
[Verse 2]
I don't care how many n*ggas you done popped, you ain't gang (f*ck on)
I don't care how many b*tches you done hit, n*gga, you lame (Lame-ass n*gga)
When them cameras off, you givin' that sh*t back, that ain't your chain (Lame-ass n*gga)
And stop tryna talk to n*ggas 'bout money, that ain't your thing (Lame-ass n*gga)
I don't care how small the disrespect is, that sh*t can't fly (Come on)
I don't care how long it take to get 'em back, they gotta die (We on that)
All that back and forth, who you think goin' for that? Lil' b*tch, not I (Not me)
Don't talk every day, but that don't change sh*t 'cause that's my guy (That's brodie)
If this sh*t on the floor, can't let them strategize, we go right now (Let's go)
If I cuff a b*tch, one thing she gotta know, no more offside (No more)
I can make the rules on how you gon' treat me 'cause I'm that guy (You hear me?)
This ain't baseball, I'll strike you out, you f*ck up your first try (f*ck on)

[Chorus]
I do what the f*ck I want (Yeah), b*tch, stop callin', what you want?
Why I say that I'm that n*gga? 'Cause I do the sh*t they don't (They don't do it)
I ain't pus*y with this money, let me know if you want smoke (Let's go)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke (pus*y)
I do what the f*ck I want (I do), b*tch, stop callin', what you want? (f*ck you want?)
Why I say that I'm that n*gga? 'Cause I do the sh*t they don't (All the time)
I ain't pus*y with this money, let me know if you want smoke (What's up?)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke
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