Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wya?, artist - wifisfuneral. Date of issue: 04.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wya? |
| Ayy, yuh, yuh |
| I just called you on your |
| Yeah, I just called you on your cellphone |
| I just called you on your cellphone, ayy |
| Yuh, ayy |
| I just called up on your cellphone, ayy |
| I just checked up on your location then I saw you wasn’t home, ayy |
| Now I’m runnin' out of breath just to make it home, ayy |
| Now I’m runnin' out of breath just to |
| I’m steady callin' to your cellphone, asking «Where you at?,» ayy |
| Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back |
| Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, ayy |
| Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back |
| Ayy, okay, see my life just an illusion, what we doin'? |
| What’s the motive? |
| I just spent too many goddamn bands in my pants |
| Can’t control me, now you know me |
| Girl, I’m going somewhere that you never knowin', hold it slowly, ayy, damn |
| I’m the man in my city, baby girl, yeah, you know me |
| Went from thirty-people shows out the nationwide tourin' |
| Been like all around the globe, all these hoes say they adore me |
| But I had to bring it back, where’s it at? |
| Yeah, it’s that |
| Yeah, I probably had to relapse off the flat |
| It was that, now I’m off it like no other |
| Motherfuck them if they hating on my squad |
| Damn, they broke, we flexin' hundreds |
| I just pulled up in that Ghost, with the most |
| On that fuck shit, what’s up shit |
| I’m all up in the function, what’s up shit |
| Now you hit my line as if you mine, bitch I’ma dead ya shit |
| Never could I love you like no other, never love a bitch |
| Never could I love you like no other, never love a bitch |
| I just called up on your cellphone, ayy |
| I just checked up on your location then I saw you wasn’t home, ayy |
| Now I’m runnin' out of breath just to make it home, ayy |
| Now I’m runnin' out of breath just to |
| I’m steady callin' to your cellphone, asking «Where you at?,» ayy |
| Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back |
| Pray, I hope you bring your cellphone, keep and play it fair, ayy |
| Girl, you know I hate it when you leave, bring it back |