WYD lyrics

[Intro]
Tay Keith f*ck these n*ggas up

[Chorus]
Yeah, I came out the trenches, young n*gga I had to get it
Now I'm on my road to riches, get plenty, this sh*t ridiculous
I be high jus' like a hippie, eyes red, I be trippin' (Trippin')
I'ma get rich or die tryin', ridin' 'round wit' a .50
On the motherf*ckin' job (Yeah), get a opp dropped
Bad b*tch, top notch (Yeah, b*tch), make her jaw lock
And my wrist criss-crossed, diamonds jumpin' out my watch
What you doin' in that drop, sh*t, droppin' off a thot

[Verse 1]
They like "Glock what it cost?", sh*t, cost to be the boss (What the f*ck!)
Young Jack Frost, Mr. f*ck-Up-On-Ya-Spouse (b*tch)
Leave a nut stain on ya couch, damn Glizzock you wildin' out
b*tch you know what I'm about, I was gettin' it in the trap
13 in the trap, F&N on my lap
Perc, beans, and I'm out
That b*tch mean wit' the cap
I be t'd when I rap, new teeth 60 thou'
Let it bling, let it blow
You see what I'm talkin' bout

[Chorus]
Yeah, I came out the trenches, young n*gga I had to get it
Now I'm on my road to riches, get plenty, this sh*t ridiculous
I be high jus' like a hippie, eyes red, I be trippin' (Trippin')
I'ma get rich or die tryin', ridin' 'round wit' a .50
On the motherf*ckin' job (Yeah), get a opp dropped
Bad b*tch, top notch (Yeah, b*tch), make her jaw lock
And my wrist criss-crossed, diamonds jumpin' out my watch
What you doin' in that drop, sh*t, droppin' off a thot
[Verse 2]
Bad b*tches on a yacht (Uh), turnin' up the block
Bad b*tches at the spot (Uh), turnin' up the slot (Uh)
Bad b*tches on my c*ck (Uh), they can't enough (Uh)
Bad b*tches on my Glock (Uh), I can't make it stop (Uh)
Like, where you been Glock?, b*tch (Where you been?), I been on the block (I be on the..)
Gettin' to the guap (No), no sh*t Sherlock
She popped a perc and burst off
Hop in my 'vert and skrt off
Every beat I murk dawg, you can keep ya verse dawg (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I came out the trenches, young n*gga I had to get it
Now I'm on my road to riches, get plenty, this sh*t ridiculous (Yeah)
I be high jus' like a hippie, eyes red, I be trippin' (Trippin')
I'ma get rich or die tryin', ridin' 'round wit' a .50
On the motherf*ckin' job (Yeah), get a opp dropped
Bad b*tch, top notch (Yeah, b*tch), make her jaw lock
And my wrist criss-crossed, diamonds jumpin' out my watch
What you doin' in that drop, sh*t, droppin' off a thot