WTF

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica & Sybyr]
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? (What the fuck? Like, what the fuck?)

[Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica]
Phone up in the air, and I can feel it [?]
I got my phone on DND, they can't stop textin' me from college
They tryna give my ass a ride, but I'll still end up crawlin'
I'm like, "Bitch, it ain't that fun"
They like, "Wait until you're ballin'"
But I ain't no baller, I'm a fucking slut (Yeah)
I'm a bitch, I'm a ho, I'm a fucking mutt
They be out here watching every move like I still give a fuck
But, really, every day I'm wishing that I could just give it up
Look over to my man like, "How the fuck you do that?"
Bitches taking shots like I'm a motherfucking shooter
These bitches telling lies so sometimes I just be like, "True that"
I gotta keep the misery, [?]
I can see the ugly, let 'em watch me run
At this point it's above me, but I ain't forgot
All the bitches do is dissin', I'm like, listen
I'm my biggest opp, bitch, like, fuck a mission
My man want me to glisten, but I just wanna pop pills
Bitch, keep talking shit on Discord, you ain't 'bout to stop sales
Ride until I pop wheels, fuck the impact
Know a couple bitches waiting for the get back
When I get my lick back, shit, it won't be worth it
'Cause I don't know the same as you, bitch, neither of us perfect

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica & Yvncc]
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? (What the fuck? Like, what the fuck?)

[Verse 2: Sybyr]
Ayy, I know niggas that are trying to take me out
I know niggas that trying to take me out, yeah
I know niggas that tryna cut me out, yeah
I don't give a fuck, everything is on the downturn
I don't give a fuck, we all ready for the downpour
It's a lot of noise going on on the internet
It's a lot of noise and I gotta keep them stimulated
This is not a simulation, we in the world
[?]
Fuck a collective, don't care what it costs ya
He on his ass eating burned beans and pasta
He's an impostor
Racks in the bank, gotta make a deposit
Make some new friends 'cause the old ones have lost it
I don't care anymore, now I might fall
If you got a double of your chores

[Chorus: Ayesha Erotica & Yvncc]
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? (What the fuck? Like, what the fuck?)