What They Wish For lyrics

[Intro: D.Cross]
(Sticky Saint never miss)
Hahaha, watch this sh*t, D
Yeah

[Verse 1: D.Cross]
n*ggas think 'cause I ain't with my n*ggas I can't pay for that (Yeah)
Put a fifty on your wavy cap, bronem can't wait for that
Let a pus*y n*gga take it there, now he can't take it back
We need that get back for that one sh*t, he in the way for that
Tried to lie 'bout her OnlyFans like I'm her only man
She said, "Daddy, what's your Cash App?" I told her, "Only bands"
Try to double-cross my only friends, that get your crew cut
n*ggas bounce out with the hoodie like the Ku Klux
Nice as f*ck (Yeah), nah, don't wife her up (No)
Would've thought my arm broke (Huh?), the way I iced it out (Yeah)
Ayy, n*gga toxic, huh? (What?) I'll say, "f*ck my ex" (What?)
Then get f*ckin' loaded (What?), then go f*ck my ex (Yeah)
Don't play with me, we let choppers rock
Oh, let's do it, n*gga (Huh?), feel like Waka Flock
Turn me down, nah, turn me up a notch (Turn me up)
1942 (What else?), I need sloppy top (Yeah)

[Chorus: D.Cross]
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
And if you ain't got me yet (Uh-huh)
Silly b*tch, wish more (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
And if you ain't got me yet (Uh-huh)
Silly b*tch, wish more (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
I'm the bigger rich folk (Yeah)
Everything is understood, what I'ma send a hit for?
My lil' n*gga knock sh*t down, what I'ma send a diss for?
With a another n*gga b*tch, she know her role just gettin' low
Never trippin', long live Nip, tell 'em forever rich and rollin' (Long live Nip)
I'm the reason b*tch is frozen
Free Slime, they can't hold him (No)
I'm the one who really control it (Yeah)
Five M's on the chain
For a mack, b*tch, she noticed
Dished her out like I was regular
Ho, you know I'm lit, still sellin' bricks, was sellin' pounds before this rappin' sh*t (Yeah)
Actin'-ass n*ggas, my lil' man 'nem really clappin' sh*t
Only hit her twice, she got my name all on her back and sh*t
In the [?] cash, he got a zip of Act', been holdin' it (No cap)
Never trippin' 'bout a couple dollars, you know I'm really rich
In this Spectre, it got stars in the door, ho, make a wish
My lil' bro know he can rob a rapper as long as I get a split
We the last of the solid ones, I can't never switch (No)

[Chorus: D.Cross, D.Cross & Lil Baby]
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
And if you ain't got me yet (Uh-huh)
Silly b*tch, wish more (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Uh-huh)
I'm what the b*tch wish for (Yeah)
And if you ain't got me yet (Uh-huh)
Silly b*tch, wish more (Yeah)