BAH WHAT?!

[Intro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Jourdan Brothern]
Price I want for a feature, you gon' need three digits
Fucked up on another ho, then she gave me her digits
She lovin' on my music, I can hear that shit playing
Play with me and this chopper gon' be spraying like
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?

[Verse 1: Jourdan Brothern]
I put it on God I'll never be sad
Put it on God I'll never go bad
I gave him twenty he better be glad
Back then that was all that I had
I can't fuck up on these bitches
There's too many on me
I feel like I'm Lil Baby, bitch put that pussy on me
Hop out a Cadillac straight to a 'Lambo
Just to take the top off
"You use too much Auto-Tune"
"That shit makе you sound like a fuckin' robo"
Nigga stop talkin' you snitchin' on a snitch
How the fuck y'all some po-po's?
I can fuck on a ho, ho
Whilе I'm poppin' a four, four, damn
Why you snitch on that man?, Damn
I'm so real, Dirty Dan, woah
Yeah, I'm still cooking shit up, I need me a pan
Woah, woah, woah
I do what I want, you do what you can
I got too much money to fuck on a fan
Never too much money to pop on a Xan
I got too much in my hand
Got me a lil' baby, she gon' be a hero
Got me some commas, I don' came up from zero's
Niggas name Spider-Man, I name myself
When niggas ask "Who is your favorite hero?"
I feel like a young thug, feel like a gunner
Yeah I'm on some slime shit
I might shoot that nigga up, yeah he on that wastin' time shit
Why these niggas wanna entertain us?
We them dogs, you cannot tame us
You niggas talk about being famous
And I don't fuck with y'all niggas
Y'all acting way too lame, uh
I don't really give a fuck over just a hater
Nigga you lame, you is just another baiter
Treat her like slavery, Ima go and claim her
And if you tryna play me, are you really insane?, uh

[Verse 2: M2kk]
You tryna play with me, are you really insane?, huh
I ain't Rihanna but it's love on the brain, huh
I got a ho, she is giving me brain, huh
I think I am going insane, huh
But she's giving me brain, huh
All girls are the same, I just got a case
I am on your case
Jewelry in the case, I just broke the case
She's giving me face, I am gonna use no mace
Call me a maze the way Ima leave y'all
Then come back and then leave again just like your father
Because you got no father and no dollar
Don't call me because I'm on a call with her
You ain't a dog, bitch why you got a collar
Bitch I got more than one hundred dollars
And this bitch got more than a hundred fathers
The way she be calling everybody daddy
This bitch got big legs like a Caddy, ayy
Bitch I just got a brand new Cadillac
And this bitch is from California, ayy
Bitch, you ask me to do a feature for you
That's gonna be more than three digits, ayy
Look at my bank account, it's more than three digits

[Chorus: Jourdan Brothern]
Price I want for a feature, you gon' need three digits
Fucked up on another ho, then she gave me her digits
She lovin' on my music, I can hear that shit playing
Play with me and this chopper gon' be spraying like
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?