Wtf thëy on lyrics

by

Yeat


[Chorus]
Yeah, what the f*ck they on?
I apply this sh*t, lil' b*tch, I got it all on
Yeah, smell this sh*t from a mile away
sh*t all cap, l could tell it's that new cologne (Dream, this sh*t go dummy)
Yeah, yeah, what the f*ck they on?
Yeah, some broke-ass bum-ass boys, they ain't got no sauce
Yeah, you compare your newest sh*t to my oldest sh*t, and I still beat it
Still got them big numbers, I been doing the muhf*ckin' triple million
Uh, I'm on the muhf*ckin' Percs again, I really like to spend and win it
Yeah, got out of my muhf*ckin' Urus, and hopped in McLaren and hit two hunnid
Uh, I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' b*tch, I got muhf*ckin' money, money
Uh, I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' b*tch, I got honeybunny-bunnies (Dream, this sh*t go dummy)
Uh, they tryna copy my voice, but they cannot do it like me, like me
Yeah, hop out with all them big dogs, a hundred K first week
Wake up in the morning, geek up in the morning, b*tch, I'm 'boutta tweak, huh
b*tch, I'm allergic to being broke, no, can't be me

[Verse]
I been taking X pills, I took a Perc before I sleep
I been taking X pills, I ain't take a Perc in a week (Yeah-ah)
What the f*ck they on?
Yeah-yeah, b*tch, I am high as bum (Yeah, yeah)
Pull up on me, got a gun (Bang, bang)
pus*y boy, you better run (Yeah-ah)
Yeah, I been in the same club
Yeah, the devil didn't even tell me what the f*ck it was
Yeah, they ain't on sh*t 'cause they ain't like us, yeah, they ain't like us (Yeah)
Pull up inside that Tonka, lil' b*tch, yeah, pull up that truck (Yeah-ah)
I could tell you again, lil' b*tch, but you just a dub (Yeah-ah)
I'm high as the muh'f*ckin' Gods, lil' b*tch, I am flying above 'em (Yeah-ah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, I got it tinted, pull up, spark 'em bought a flint (Yeah-ah)
Pull up in the f*cking Tonka, it's all 'bout the building, we done bought the Benz (Yeah-ah)
You a motherf*cking lame, no, you can't get in, b*tch (Yeah-ah)
Get the f*ck away from us, you a b*tch boy, you is not him, yeah (Yeah-ah)
All I do is let it spin (Yeah-ah)
Run this sh*t back again
[Chorus]
Yeah, what the f*ck they on?
I apply this sh*t, lil' b*tch, I got it all on
Yeah, smell this sh*t from a mile away
sh*t all cap, l could tell it's that new cologne (Dream, this sh*t go dummy)
Yeah, yeah, what the f*ck they on?
Yeah, some broke-ass, bum-ass boys, they ain't got no sauce
Yeah, you compare your newest sh*t to my oldest sh*t, and I still beat it
Still got them big numbers, I been doing the muhf*ckin' triple million
Uh, I'm on the muh'f*cking Percs again, I really like to spend and win it
Yeah, got in my muh'f*cking Urus, and hopped in McLaren and hit two hundred
Uh, I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' b*tch, I got muh'f*cking money, money
Uh, I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' b*tch, I got honeybunny-bunnies (Dream, this sh*t go dummy)
Uh, they tryna copy my voice, but they cannot do it like me, like me
Yeah, hop out with all them big dogs, a hundred K first week
Wake up in the morning, geek up in the morning, b*tch, I'm 'boutta tweak, huh
b*tch, I'm allergic to being broke, no, can't be me

[Outro]
I been taking X still, I don't take a Perc before I sleep
I been taking X pills, I ain't take a Perc in a week (Yeah-ah)
Yeah, what the f*ck they on?
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