WTF

[Intro]
Fatt, ayy

[Verse]
What the fuck! (Fuck)
Ayy, how you say all that shit to my face? (My face)
Look me dead in my eyes, and said you ain't love me
You know that shit ruined my day (Ruined my day)
Tell the labels I'm already paid, and I'm already lit as a bitch
So I ain't signin' shit for a hunnid-some K
Yeah, my ex-ho thicker than some grits (Grits)
But my new one, she thicker than cake (Than cake)
For the times that I wasn't really havin'
I'ma make sure this shit, stay in they face (Stay in they face)
And you know, I started the wave (Wave)
I came closer, you pushed my away (Away)
It's okay 'cause I'm back on that drank (Drank)
I be thinkin' 'bout you every day, but I'm lit so I can't even complain
Ay, I stay in the club, tryna fill this void, I just poured one of them thangs
Big fat-ass diamonds in my ear, so I can't hear 'em hatin'
Really from the trenches, I was raised wrong
It's a couple niggas, I flamed on
Tryna sign a deal, and put the gang on
You can't name a nigga, say I layed down
I hope niggas know to stay down, we the Motion Klan, we known to play it foul
Put a hunnid bands in my mama hand, like, "Ya baby made it, I'm a man now"
Bitches used to talk about me, fanned out
Same niggas hatin’ wanna come around (Around)
I know some rappers, bitin’ my sound they already blew, but ain’t givin’ no credit
Bro in a trap catchin' plays like Beckham
Yeah, i was really standin' in the rain
I ain’t have no umbrella, yeah
SRT, bitch, I'm switchin' lane
I do all this shit for the gang
And these drugs be keepin' me sane
And I still ain't got over my pain (Over my pain)
Nigga gon’ take a shoot to the brain, 'fore he run off with my chain
Why the hell you keep doin' me wrong? (Doing me wrong)
Why the hell you keep callin' my mother fuckin' phone?
You know I'm in the 'yo, in my zone
You know all of my life, I been all on my own
It ain’t nun, to just leave you alone
I don’t know? why the hell i was stressin’ ‘bout you
I ain’t have like 100 some hoes (100 some hoes)

[Outro]
On, God
I ain’t have like 100 some hoes
I don’t know? why the hell i was stressin’ ‘bout you
I ain’t have like 100 some hoes
100 some hoes