Yung Orad - What You Doing

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Uhn
I just let it flow n*gga I just let it ride
I told the truth she left me but didn't when I lied
I done did some sh*t, I done made my mama cry
If my agberos with me, and he try me then he die
Woah, woah
If he talking out of place, woah woah
Austin put the glocky to his face
No face ain't no f*cking case
Ndlea up on my trail I did the race
I texted her like what you doing
She responded back to me like who you screwing
Got gas for sure I don't got to prove, woah
I ain't smoking broccoli this is cantaloupe
Woah, woah, woah
Pop a perc to ease the pain, yeah
Smoking real gas not talking propane, yeah
Everyone in allegheny think that I'm insane
I had to leave that school before I bust a n*gga brain, woah
Can you make it shake can you make that ass clap
When Gretchen got drunk she tried to f*ck me no cap
Can't lie I really did want to hit it from the back
But Fedell was cool so I ain't want to do him like that
The way I hit it you gonna think that shawty a Pinata
I'll never take the closest girl I get against my brother
You can ask Ogbango I be smoking on that ganja
Yeah I mix colorado with my loud I'm a monster
Woah, woah, woah
I just let it flow n*gga I just let it ride
I told the truth she left me but didn't when I lied
I done did some sh*t, I done made my mama cry
If my agberos with me, and he try me then he die
Woah, woah
If he talking out of place, woah woah
Austin put the glocky to his face
No face ain't no f*cking case
Ndlea up on my trail I did the race
I texted her like what you doing
She responded back to me like who you screwing
Got gas for sure I don't got to prove, woah
I ain't smoking broccoli this is cantaloupe

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chukwuebuka Oradubanya

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