歌词
Wuts That - Nick Catchdubs/B.I.C.
Lyrics by：Nicholas Barat
Composed by：Nicholas Barat
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h we in here n***a
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
My n***a I'm the stoned bong ripper
Uptown rain hit you hard like liquor
Hi b***h n***as for you high pitched tenors
I'm the f**kin'tone setter
Heard you singing something real
Sounding real falsetto
Head over heels for the mills still
I'ma never chill 'til my bank account
Filled and my cat got a grill
All I do is feel up the meanest sluts
The cleanest cunts that fiend to f**k
And lean the blunts
Scheme with us and the ds enough
Said your man need a gram 'cause he's a dub
Why you brought that b***h around I'ma leave with her
Nah n***a you f**ked up
I am a custie and a connect
I'm lucky I got the flow
'Cause I'd probably smoke my whole pack light it
Now n***a wuts that you talking s**t oh I didn't hear
Over the loud we smoking we getting high over here
Can't hear you n***a wuts that
Ignoramus talking s**t won't get you famous
Put your opinion in your anus
And your name is I don't give a f**k n***a
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h we in here n***a
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
Same n***a from the jump so jump ship
'Cause I swear I won't stop n***a you can hate me now
My n***as got no chill button
But chillin with your b***h
B***h n***a like break it down
Bronx bred used to love
Theresa from the ursula b***hes
Giving bomb head
Now ivy league b***hes giving bomb head
And she ain't even have a clue that we on next
Bon appétit rocket broccoli got me leaked
Can't imagine where I'm at at home
Olly olly oxen free
F**k that where the molly molly oxy be
P¬poppin in like what's popping
Got a few cuff hoes tryna be options
Opting into my dick
Young n***a 'bout his
What the f**k I care if I'm a little obnoxious
F**ked up I need a buff blunt
Like stop playing n***as know what's up
And if you ain't got chips n***a tough luck
'cause I throw it up like I don't get enough love
At the moma feeling like hova
Working on a blueprint
Watch me take over
N***a I strive under pressure
Live from the mecca
Going'in my thing until I'm lying on a stretcher
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h we in here n***a
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
So let me paint you a picture
We on the couch in my crib
She snort blow off the records
When we f**k man I punch in her ribs
Poppin'the lid on all these ideas
With all of my sons no wonder they see us
They need us they know us they thought
I know you feeling a way but don't start
You aiming too far
You ain't gonna hit s**t
Though I been drinking and munching on biscuits
Your b***h wanna french kiss slow for that not
Tell one of my homies to hold my pack
Hot
If you want static then change the backdrop
If you ain't about it then hit the ragtop
Before you talk s**t better get a laptop
In this b***h with a bunch of have¬nots
Bounce bounce
Walking on you motherf**king b***hes
Baptism at the bar got 'em feeling so religious
Wasn't luck it was physics
If they love you then they love you
I ain't better just above you
Be a shame if I wasn't
And the sweetest of the purples
Keeps me coasting like a buzzard
Big shout out butta butta butta butta
He said hurry up and light it
Son don't fight it put your lighters up
The night is young I'm feeling chilly
Hiding my drugs
Promoters screaming who the f**k invited 'em
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
Wuts that
We all up in this b***h we in here n***a
Wuts that
Pack up the plats pass me the gut bag
Wuts that roll up
It's 359n***a take a sip face a rip
All my homies in this b***h
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