Wat U Doin lyrics
by xtsy*
[Intro]
Ain’t no competition when we looking at the n*ggas ‘round me (Lookin’ at them n*ggas)
Putting bands on their head, n*gga, that’s a bounty, yuh (Puttin’ bands, b*tch, haha)
I was f*cking different models up inside the county, yuh (Aye)
Pourin’ one, countin’ money, baby, come and suck me up, uh (Suck)
Shoutout to that n*gga X’, Pink putting bands on ya (Pink, pink, pink)
Bands on ya (D-D-DJ Banned)
(This is a Slump Audios exclusive)
[Chorus]
All I wanna know, uh
Aye, uh (Yuh)
Tell me what I wanna know (Wanna)
Show me what you wanna feel (f*ck)
You told me you was in love (Love~)
How do I know she for real? (How?)
I’m spendin’ money to heal, uh (I am)
f*ck it, I actually am, uh
f*ck, okay (Hey), I think I finally get it (Hey)
Hoes on top of hoes and hoes (Hoes)
f*ckin’ on me ‘cause they’re racist
Bags on top of bags and bags (Bags~)
Walkin’ out Benz and I’m fitted, huh
She suckin’ on my Achilles’ heel
Ain’t suckin’ di*k, what you doin’ here? (For real, hey)
[Verse]
Mm, mmm~
Shoutout my baby, lil’ Tt (For real)
n*ggas ‘round me f*ckin’ groupies (Hey, skrrt~)
(Had to go get it and go)
Aye, had to go get it and go
Had to stay ‘way from these hoes
They wanna get they lil’ money, they f*ckin’ on me and my bros (Hey, heyy~)
I got the drip from my woah (I did)
I got a baby at home (I do)
Why the f*ck she tryna stop me? (Why?)
n*ggas wanna get it [?] (Yeah)
Tell her get up on the counter, then (For real)
Imma beat it up, Muhammad Ali (For real, uhhh~)
Punch some di*k up inside of the spleen
Hm, ain’t no competition when we looking at the n*ggas ‘round me (Lookin’ at them n*ggas)
Putting band on their head, n*gga, that’s a bounty, yuh (Puttin’ bands, b*tch, haha)
I was f*cking different models up inside the county, yuh (Aye)
Pourin’ one, countin’ money, baby, come and suck me up, uh (Suck)
Shoutout to that n*gga X’, Pink putting bands on ya (Pink, pink, pink)
Bands on ya (Yeah, shoutout Pink, man)
[Chorus]
All I wanna know, uh
Aye, uh (Yuh)
Tell me what I wanna know (Wanna)
Show me what you wanna feel (f*ck)
You told me you was in love (Love~)
How do I know she for real? (How?)
I’m spendin’ money to heal, uh (I am)
f*ck it, I actually am, uh
f*ck, okay (Hey), I think I finally get it (Hey)
Hoes on top of hoes and hoes (Hoes~, uh-huh)
f*ckin’ on me ‘cause they’re racist
Bags on top of bags and bags (Bags~)
Walkin’ out Benz and I’m fitted, huh
She suckin’ on my Achilles’ heel
Ain’t suckin’ di*k, what you doin’ here? (For real)
(Hey, hey~)