Where Ya At lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain’t talkin’ bout no candy when I say yo n*ggas suckas
Most you n*gga’s say you flexin’ n*gga tell me where your muscles
I could get a n*gga smoked like when he sparkin’ up a wrestler
Oh you say shawty yo b*tch but I know Zay already f*cked her
Most ya’ll n*ggas spit trash you need to put it in the dump
Most yo rapper n*ggas ass, here’s a toilet for you bums
You call my phone for a feature, wear you better have them funds
And I’m sending all these rappers but ya’ll n*ggas ain’t my sons
Put some lean, now I’m leanin’, got my purp out on this beat
Ain’t a feign but I’m I’m finna split some dope up on this bih
She f*cked the team, she like semen, got it stuck between her teeth
Yo b*tch green and she finna f*ck that di*k cause she a freak

[Verse 2]
Now let me change my flow, I’m bout to switch this sh*t up
I call my n*ggas Fly and Reds they will get you head up
Like a house on Christmas night, I got your whole block lit up
And my gun keep spitting bullets like it got the hiccups
Now let me change my flow, I’m bout to switch this sh*t up
I call my n*ggas Fly and Reds they will get you head up
Like a house on Christmas night, I got your whole block lit up
And my gun keep spitting bullets like it got the hiccups

[Verse 3]
If you disrespect my fam, give you wings like you in heaven
Watch you rappers rap for fun, I’ve been rapping since eleven
Ain’t no pitchin’ on this because I got fight for a reverend
Seven n*ggas, six bullets, bet you that I hit all seven
n*ggas phony and they fake, guess they hissing’ like a snake
They say money don’t sleep so this n*gga wide awake
They say Zay you so great, and that ain’t up for debate
Rob you on your birthday, then we pull off with your cake