WTM lyrics
by Rich Amiri
[Chorus]
Throwin’ money in that Jag’, I might run you over
Poppin’ all out with my twin, I’m like “What’s the motive?”
[?] for me baby I’m not your [?]
I’’m off codeine, and I still pour up red bottles
Stripper popped it in the studio, we poppin’ bottles
Twin say off with that n*gga head, Twin say off with that n*gga head, he gone
Twin say off with that n*gga head I’m praying for him
[Verse] (Rich Amiri)
Going [?] off these drugs feeling paranoid
Fake designer sh*t thats that sh*t I can’t endorse
Got Montana b*tches all the way to Illinois
I’m on tour you might see me kick it with your broad
Think I really want her, think I really want to [?]
Swear to god, I find a four Ima’ pour it
Preaching to the youth got me feeling like a poet
Yeah, shawty gotta’ take a stеp back
Ballin’ on a n*gga like a step back
Yeah, shawty shе gotta take a step back
Ballin’ on a n*gga like a step back
I’ll send them boys where your head at
I’ll send them boys where your head at
And she doing too much I had to dead that
[Chorus]
Throwin’ money in that Jag’, I might run you over
Poppin’ all out with my twin, I’m like “What’s the motive?”
[?] for me baby I’m not your [?]
I’’m off codeine, and I still pour up red bottles
Stripper popped it in the studio, we poppin’ bottles
Twin say off with that n*gga head, Twin say off with that n*gga head, he gone
Twin say off with that n*gga head I’m praying for him
[Verse 2] (Dom Corleo)
I’m ballin out D Wade, I’m sippin’ till I decay
One eighty on the freeway, I’m pulling up in [?]
I do this sh*t my way, I do this sh*t 17 ways
I’m smoking dope [?] I been up for 17 days
Post up [?], too fried too sick
I’m too done thats it, I’m too high for the b*tch
I’m way too high to go up bae’
I’m switching up that Jag
I’ll switch it out for a Cat
Got codeine in my flask
I mix it up [?]
[Chorus]
Throwin’ money in that Jag’, I might run you over
Poppin’ all out with my twin, I’m like “What’s the motive?”
[?] for me baby I’m not your [?]
I’’m off codeine, and I still pour up red bottles
Stripper popped it in the studio, we poppin’ bottles
Twin say off with that n*gga head, Twin say off with that n*gga head, he gone
Twin say off with that n*gga head I’m praying for him