WYD

Ayy, fuck you Letoa, you ain't shit
Yuh
Tokyo

Girl, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Yeah, come hop in the back, quit acting foolish (Yeah, yeah)
Got both feet on the gas, you know we moving (What we doin'?)
I make too many bands, yeah, this ain't clueless (This ain't clueless)
I hear no talk 'bout your mans, so, what we doin'? (What we doin'?)
So, what's the movements? (Where we goin'?)
Like, where we goin'? (Shit)
Like, how you move it? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My life a movie, I want you in it (Want you in it)
Like, for a moment (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
What's your limits?

Girl, shawty back it up (Huh?)
Whole lotta' ass for what? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want that shit for myself (What?)
So, shawty gon' pass it up (Pass it up)
I don't need a whip, I just tp (Skrrt)
When we moving up, it look easy (Easy)
Yeah, she [?] sees me (Huh?)
Airplane mode, it can't reach me
Girl, what you doin'? What we up to?
What's the go? (Like, what's the go?)
Show me the way, yeah, come show me you a ho (Yeah, you a ho)
Night or day, it don't matter, just as long as we're alone
Bitch, I'm faded, too much henny, and these pillies for my soul
Yeah, goddamn, shit
Pull up to the venue, yeah, come hop inside the mosh
And my lyrics word for word, baby, yeah, come and get lost (Let's get lost)
Yeah, Letoa ice cold, my neck is fucking frost (Cold, ice cold, ice cold)
Baby, what you doin'? Yeah

Girl, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Yeah, come hop in the back, quit acting foolish (Yeah, yeah)
Got both feet on the gas, you know we moving (What we doin'?)
I make too many bands, yeah, this ain't clueless (This ain't clueless)
I hear no talk 'bout your mans, so, what we doin'? (What we doin'?)
So, what's the movements? (Where we goin'?)
Like, where we goin'? (Shit)
Like, how you move it? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My life a movie, I want you in it (Want you in it)
Like for a moment (For a moment)
What's your limits? (Ayy, yuh, ayy)

Shawty, I think you my dream girl
I'm tryna be your nightmare
Hit me, bae, I'll be right there
Pull up on 'em with a sniper (Pah)
That's all you gon' hear, he send his shots and hit nowhere
Put a bullet in his nose hair, keep my circle tight, it's [?]
I'm smooth with this shit, lotion
You overthinking, I'm coasting
I get to the bread like a toaster
She on my line, I don't care
Going way too fast in a new model X, bitch, I came to fuck shit up
And you know it's all black, like a Batmobile, in the moonlight spark my blunt

Girl, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Yeah, come hop in the back, quit acting foolish (Yeah, yeah)
Got both feet on the gas, you know we moving (What we doin'?)
I make too many bands, yeah, this ain't clueless (This ain't clueless)
I hear no talk 'bout your mans, so, what we doin'? (What we doin'?)
So, what's the movements? (Where we goin'?)
Like, where we goin'? (Shit)
Like, how you move it? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My life a movie, I want you in it (Want you in it)
Like for a moment (For a moment)
What's your limits? (What's your limits?)
Goddamn