ITSDENSCITY - WTF (feat. Jordan the Poet, Frxnzo & EK the Prince)

Ah shit
Mob
Coup
Mob shit coup shit
Gang gang gang
Ay what the fuck
What the fuck
I don't give a fuck
They don't show no love
They show no love
Brought the pack I got my bud
That's a fact we going up
Shut the fuck up when I speak
Suck my dick you ain't gang
You look like a bitch to me
Listen up write this down
I won't ever say it twice
Took a L I was down
That's a hit on the first night
Where's my crown for how I walk
I'm on it smooth just like Mike
Ain't a crime I needed mine
Won't sell my soul for a dime
I got mind I got body
Now all I need is time
She a baddie stick right by me
And she don't waste no time
Back to the point back to the grind
Lotta shit up on my mind
We still the best that's the key
I'm a rockstar at his prime
Ay what the fuck what the fuck nigga
You don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck nigga
Ay what the fuck what the fuck bitch
You done fucked up these niggas heartless
Ay
That girl she so obnoxious
Cock blocking on the offense
But i don't care i got options
These niggas cap when they be talking
And i don't act when i be walkin Trippie said
Leave the bullshit to the birds but nowadays they be flockin
I'll see you niggas when i'm famous
Fuck do you mean when i'm on yo playlist
Don't need a perky to be painless
We aliens destined for greatness
Covid flow i am contagious
Spit the truth now shawty's naked
I don't have rubber but i wanna fuck her so i put it in her anus
I'm feeling so dirty
Dancing got me sturdy
Might pop me yurky to go stuff her turkey
Dry mouth got me thirsty
She shaking and jerky
Descriptive too wordy
Lord please give me mercy
Home run like the derby
I'm pretty and purdy
Crackhead i'm too quirky
No you is not worthy
Beginning the journey
It's new just like jersey
I'm from New York though
Did you catch that
Rip to miller mac
Might cop me half
Bout to smoke a pack
I don't fuck with cap
Money run me that
Baby got a back
Funny have to laugh
I ain't even mad
We snap on each track
Cast spells with my staff
Never catch me lack
Hyper i side track
Psycho maniac
Hop on the track and we kill it with ease
Got this shawty begging all on her knees
She lookin naughty while she say daddy please
Catch me on my qs like i'm on my ps
Writing bars at work while chasin' the cream
Wanna roll a spliffy pass me my trees
I'm too fucking faded you'd think that i'm racist
Pack of exotic make eyes Japanese
Hop in the whip you know ima race right off
Forty on me is gone take his whole face right off
Fuck on that bitch I just tell her to take it off
Most of these niggas be bitching just knock it off
I get the bread with my bros then I break it off
Run up on me and the choppa gone shake him off
Drac spit that fire you know ima slay them all
Don't pay no homage cause I cannot pay them all
Easy to learn like the birds and the bees
Makes his ass jump with all these two two threes
The bitches be talking what they want from me
Done with this shif I'll pass this shit to E
He dish out the rock then I swish
I'm the prince of the streets have your bitch feed me chips
Hop in the whip and I dip
Pull up foreign we zooming with pack in the zip
Pop the clutch hit one hundred and sixty she ducking my dick
I don't care if they hate we gon keep making hits
Ya we gon keep making hits
I fuck models that's twerking for likes in the VIP
I'm with coup so we flexing we making them strip
If I throw out more hundreds they gon think I'm a lick
If they feeling real froggy they jump and get hit
Ima star in this shit gotta watch who I'm wit
Watch
Gotta watch who I'm wit
Mob and the Coup shit only team that's legit
What
Pop a perc and get lit
Driving the boat got her tipsy as shit
I'm with moodie she buggin she might hit the lick
In the Tesla no Audi my hand on the grip
Said my hand on the grip
Catch that boy lacking we left his moms sick

Written by:
ITSDENSCITY Cinema

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