Wya lyrics

by

Eem Triplin


[Verse 1]
Where you at shorty? They asking where you at
Told her to point at any place on the map
Where you at? (Uh) , Where you at? (Uh)
b*tch i'm V VLone, can't nobody leave me lone?
I be blowing strong, tell me what everyone on
I guess when we in Rome, this the way this sh*t will go
She been blowing up my phone that's another toxic hoe
Shorty where you at? Baby don’t forget the @
I'm popping all the tags, making sure my drip lasts
Asking, where i'm at? You should know i'm chasing bags!
Why am i the topic when i'm just trynna relax?
I'm the subject of discussion, their ain't nothing new with that

[Hook]
Where you at? ( uh )
Where you at? ( uh )
Where you at? ( uh )
Where you at? ( uh )

[Verse 2]
Handling my business and i flex it like a fitness
Homie keep your distance, whats the digits to your district?
You ain’t f*cking with me, my team too supreme
Running through your city, jugging every living thing
Switching up locations like i'm bout to win a ring
She wanna take a flight, told her red bull gave her wings!
Every time i'm on vacation, everybody wanna link
When i'm not making music, they don't ask where i been
Elevated $horty, disappearing again
Almost went a year, with no drumming in my ear
Where the f*ck was shorty, n*gga he was not here
Being Anti Social, I was switching up the gears
Driving out of state, changed the view on the rear
Switching up the plates, started moving for a meal
[Interlude]
(n*ggas ain’t never had sh*t) - Rese

[Hook]
Where you at? (Uh)
Where you at? (Uh)
Where you at? (Uh)
Where you at? (Uh)

[Verse 3]
n*ggas think they slick, then they slip, Slip Rick
We was mobbin' deep last week, did you sleep?
They put me in the game for the team I TD’D
Fakes in the city spreading out like STD's
I'm a ghost on the map, no location out of me
The phone might be tapped, you can never reach me

[Outro]
(Where you at)
(Where you at)
(Where you at)
(Where you at)
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