Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song WTF, artist - Mista Cain
Date of issue: 30.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
WTF |
She want a rich hater, what the fuck you mean? |
I need that pussy clean, you know what I mean |
Girl don’t talk about no Sprite if you ain’t brought no lean |
Nigga you scorin' or you rollin', you know what I mean, yadda mean |
I like a bitch that likes to toot ass, she gon' let me cut |
Catch this here, I want a new bag, hundred thousand up |
Dooly truck, look I can’t do bad |
And I got a shooter with no brains, nothin' under his durag |
Baby draco schoolbags |
How you love that? |
babe go’n judge that |
When you pull up in that Porsche them hoes gon' love that |
I got this AR with this drum, you don’t want none of that |
Oh you a man, you got a plan, well stand in front of that |
We selling hootoo like it’s legal |
Cut my uncle off because he crooked and he evil |
And he all on Facebook, nigga mixin' up his people (my grannie’s son) |
But fuck it, I don’t need him |
I’m real clean, bands in my designer jeans |
What the fuck you mean, yeah |
Ain’t no bodies in my section (what the fuck?) |
I can’t get in with that Smith & Wesson (and I can’t get in) |
What the fuck you mean you ain’t fuckin', yeah (what the fuck?) |
I just blew a hundred bands like it’s nothin' (nothin') |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
Drop top Porsche, hit the lights and let’s go to whip |
Just put my dick on that lil horse and let her know what’s real |
He must’ve thought that I was stuntin', he saw my shoulders kill |
Bam-bam-bam-bam-bam, bitch that’s overkill |
She say I’m wise, I say baby I be so for real |
Who the fuck you sleepin' on? |
baby ain’t no sofas here |
Kush blunts everywhere, nobody sober here |
Who the fuck you think you is, you must not know shit real |
I put that bitch on pills, look at my wrist on chill |
Put so much ice on Jesus' head, I just might go to hell |
Big money over here, get money, smoke, and chill |
Nice try, try again, ain’t no stayin' over here |
What the fuck you mean, yeah |
Ain’t no bodies in my section (what the fuck?) |
I can’t get in with that Smith & Wesson (and I can’t get in) |
What the fuck you mean you ain’t fuckin', yeah (what the fuck?) |
I just blew a hundred bands like it’s nothin' (nothin') |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |
What the fuck you mean? |
(what the fuck you mean?) |