Wya?

[Chorus: sixzino]
Hol' on, where you at? (Where you at?)
I was tryna find myself, I said, "Where you at?"
Couldn't give a fuck 'bout what you say, I ain't here for chat
I fucked it up, I was looking for the bags
Twin just run it up, tryna make the money dance
Told h—, Told her "Clap, clap," tryna see her make it clap, yeah
I ain't even say nothin' and she threw it back
Bitch we in the back
Gue— Guess what's on my back?
I'm rocking shit you never had
And it's a shame, 'cause these niggas can't do nothin' but steal the swag

[Verse 1: sixzino]
We got two percs I'm tryna work, I never brag
We got the music and now there ain't no going back
This like TMZ, VIP, the cameras flash
W-W-Walk out I'm the flyest, these Balenciaga bags, it's like 2016
Bitch I'm swaggin' with my jeans
Watch ho- Watch how I get flee, ho
Rickie on my feet
I feel like a scene ho
This [?] on my sleeves
I was only fourteen, I heard he tryna be like me
Yeah, young nigga looking for that motion and that green
Shh, looking for them sheets, ho
Tryna count it up, yeah
Tryna go up, uh, since a young boul

[Bridge: sixzino]
What the fuck? (What?)
She saw that I'm going up, now she tryna fuck
I done grown up, I was testing out my luck
Now I'm sipping purple this ain't "Bigga" in my cup

[Verse 2: YT & sixzino]
Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah
Where you at? (Where you at?)
That ain't even your girl no more 'cause I just double tapped (OI! OI!)
Spending all night in the studio, I treat it like the trap (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my wallet doing cardio, my pockets getting fat (Fat, fat)
Wa-wallet doing cardio my pocket need a diet (Woo)
Last year they were hating, now all of a sudden they all quiet (Real quiet)
Pull up to my show, and you would think it was a riot
G— Girl I'm in your city, told her pull up to the hire (Pull up)
Jetlagged, couldn't sleep up on the plane, I'm kind of tired (Yeah)
Alan Sugar, I just told lil' shorty that she fired
They know they can do it 'cause I done it, they're inspired
Ask me if I love her, I don't know, I told her 'Kinda"
All this paper on me, had to put it in a binder (Yeah, yeah)
Brodie keep a MAC, ain't talking Safari or Finder
Hakka— Hakkasan or [?], we ain't eating in a diner
Tick tock, Swiss watch, this ain't made in China (China)

[Chorus: sixzino]
Yo, where you at?
I was tryna find myself, I said, "Where you at?"
Couldn't give a fuck 'bout what you say, I ain't here for chat
I fucked it up, I was looking for the bags
Twin just run it up, tryna make the money dance
Told h—, Told her "Clap, clap," tryna see her make it clap
I ain't even say nothin' and she threw it back
Bitch we in the back
Gue— Guess what's on my back?
I'm rocking shit you never had
And it's a shame 'cause these niggas can't do nothing but steal the swag