Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wtf, artist - The Cool Kids. Date of issue: 24.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wtf |
| Nigga, what the fuck is this |
| Nigga, what the fuck is this |
| Ay, you ain’t cold |
| Run yo shoes and yo coat |
| Nigga, you ain’t bold |
| What you looking tough fo' |
| What the fuck is this |
| What the fuck is this |
| I’m way too early but I’m fashionably late |
| I wake up early when I’m cracking the safe |
| Chef Luciano’s, the accouterments is common sense |
| She did some scams with her friends then she got a Benz |
| I’m selling signatures but I can’t even draw good |
| My raps help niggas get more money than a song should |
| 'Member me and Kenny was identical, the same 'hood |
| 'Til I seen him pull a hundred phones out the hardwood |
| Niggas sent in the wolves and the gremlins |
| This wolverine fur come from Finland |
| Don’t come off of them corners, we’ll bend 'em like a hunchback |
| Don’t want that |
| You know I’m coming back with my tax, yea |
| And my decisions too, 'cause you see what them kids’ll do |
| It’s cold outside and it’s snowing and it’s miserable |
| You know how it go, growing up in Chicago |
| They run from the snow, and they run from the popo |
| Brody he’ll shred you, Boldy be done bled you |
| Catch you with this 38 baby what make him think he special |
| Just beat another murder case, too late to be regretful |
| hit that nigga block, it was just me and nephew |
| Catch a F1, get it dropped to a F2 |
| Got the FN, sneeze too hard it just might achoo |
| Been feeling so iconic lately, might just get a tattoo |
| I got the sauce and the gravy, I’ve been dripping swagu |
| I told my baby my Mercedes mean more to me than her |
| All of this blood, sweat, and tears to me this shit was a blur |
| Brick in my fur, burning sage, frankincense and myrrh |
| New Bentley Spur make the pussy get wet when it purr |
| I been a student of the game, never been a Kerr |
| I put that shit on Jamey James, my lil' sisters and |
| I got a mean wrist game when I twist and I stir |
| I turn a half key of 'caine into a crib and a bird |
| This the way we gon' do this |
| Put it in the trunk when I pull up to the front |
| Ay, it’s moving and it’s way smoother, kinda beige too |
| Now put that on the scale right here, let’s go through it |
| Just do it, you preaching to the choir from a pulpit |
| Yo, it’s cool though, we knew this, no bullshit |
| It’s been written and understood |
| Not a wolf bit more than they should and broke a tooth |
| That paper can’t guarantee a job after school |
| Now we out here with the power drills, ain’t nothing loose, nah |
| Listen up, listen good, let me tell you 'bout it |
| If you ain’t first then you last like Ricky Bobby |
| Got me running 'round this trap like I’m on fire |
| Most likely struck by lightning |
| If you find something like it, look into the light that God designed |
| When the sunrise hit me, please close yo eyes or look away |
| Don’t stare 'cause you might go blind |
| It won’t happen overnight, it might take some time |
| Or you might could cop the knockoff and take you a loss |
| 'Cause if you stepping on it nigga, they gon' notice from the jump |
| That’s running up a steep hill just to climb a wall |
| So you might as well shop with ya boy and buy 'em all |
| Nigga, what the fuck is this |
| Nigga, what the fuck is this |
| Ay, you ain’t cold |
| Run yo shoes and yo coat |
| Nigga, you ain’t bold |
| What you looking tough fo' |
| What the fuck is this |