WATTBA

(album: 8 - 2020)

Ooh
Oh (Damn, JULiA)
(DTB, that's a slap)

And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes, so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time

I was thinking about them days, beautiful times
I got niggas down the road doing hard time
Now all they ever think about is them hard times
It's been a minute, he forgot that he got Alzheimer's
Yeah, I ain't forgot you got caught up with a Glock and a 9
And they'll probably turn folks to dropping the dime
Told the folks we got the birds in the boat and they flying
Boys shot him in his throat, blood on the floor, it's slime
They told the folks we doing hard crimes
If the starship start them stars align
Snuck up on him with the Carbine
Leave that boy blue like carbon
How you want beef and your ribs so starvin'?
He ain't never throw 'em in the room like Marvin
Wet that boy up, put his body in ocean

And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes, so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time

If I put your lips up on your forehead you still wouldn't speak your mind
I took some cups and fill 'em with Moet, you like drinking wine
Told my new ho to take all my clothes to the cleaner 'cause I don't use irons
She gonna get on her knees wit' Yung Shyne like he is her shrine
She had to get in the motion
She on my skin like lotion
She said, "Your dick, I be worshipping" (Nope)
Baby come here and get closer
Uno like Scar off the [?]
I can't be the one for your closure
You know that these bullets like boulders
And, nigga, you know that it's over
Saying over like it's red rover
I don't wanna control it, remote her
I pull up to your trap with the cake in it
Don't you play, I pull in with the stick in it
Pop a nigga, you better move quick with it
Pop a nigga like a zit, man
My niggas all loving hit licks, man
Y'all niggas, they suckers, they licks, man
They bitches all love it, we tripping, we fucking, they know that we slime and you stick the pistol
Your bitches pay me and you living with 'em
I don't even know how you feeling, nigga
All I know is I be peeling niggas
I am not one to be sentimental
Fuck with your bitch, I ain't missing mental

And I know you talk about me but I won't speak about you
And I might open up my eyes, so I can see about you
And I if I open up my mind, still won't think about you
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what a time, what a time

I was thinking about them days, beautiful times
I got niggas down the road doing hard time
And all they ever think about is them hard times
All they ever think about is them hard times