K'ant8300 - Where It's At (feat. Darius Jamal)

Where it's at
Say you getting money I'm like where it's at
Said ya bitch was fine I'm like where she at
I'm out in south of France they like where is that
Mix matching designers they like what is that
You ain't wearing this and I ain't wearing that
The backend ain't all hundreds then I send it back
I start the car and let it growl are you hearing that
I got different color money got me looking like a stylist
Don't ever play ya self you think you fucking for some cabbage
Yeah baby girl what to fuck with me yea she see I got status
But I'mma make her work for this yeah put her to the challenge
What you want from me
What you want to see
I be hanging with them dogs they need some pedigree
All my teachers hated me but now they proud of me
Ever since I got some money I'm a better me
It's like I got some angel wings the way God blessing me
I put that pedal to the floor it ain't no catching me
If you call into work I'll pay ya salary
If you make that pussy fart for me that's flattering
She don't know nothing bout these shoes
He don't know nothing bout these hoes
She don't know nothing bout these cars
He don't know nothing bout these clothes
I been shitting on these niggas
I think I should be in vogue
He was acting like he got it
Until his bitch ass got exposed
Where it's at
Say you getting money I'm like where it's at
Said ya bitch was fine I'm like where she at
I'm out in south of France they like where is that
Mix matching designers they like what is that
You ain't wearing this and I ain't wearing that
The backend ain't all hundreds then I send it back
I start the car and let it growl are you hearing that
I'm a veteran
He a rookie
I'm all in his bitch cookie
Her pussy extra gushy
Give me head give her noogie
Spending money with my bookie
Them boys ain't never shook me
Why they trying to overlook me
So tell me what you mean
These shoes is new McQueens
I keep it extra clean
Might give that girl a ring
I tell her that she fine just to boast her self esteem
I'm feeling like I'm Wu-Tang cause I'm in love with that cream
Had a dollar and a dream
Now these racks inside my jeans
When I step on the scene
I make them bitches scream
Everything ain't what it seems
Got snakes up on ya team
If they get caught by 12 best believe that they going to sing
All my whips is foreign
And all my jeans is foreign
And all ya hoes is boring
But my girlfriend ass enormous
When I'm in it I perform
Been a G since I was born
I was 12 making porn
I started with no racks
And now my money blue and orange
Where it's at
Say you getting money I'm like where it's at
Said ya bitch was fine I'm like where she at
I'm out in south of France they like where is that
Mix matching designers they like what is that
You ain't wearing this and I ain't wearing that
The backend ain't all hundreds then I send it back
I start the car and let it growl are you hearing that

Written by:
Anthony Walker

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