What Tha Fuck Is You On

(альбом: Tha Truth - 2015)

What in the fuck is you on, you must have been out of your mind today
Why is you calling my phone, you prolly won't like what I'm bout to say
What in the fuck is you on, what in the fuck is you on

It's time you deal with them hoes, you shoulda never let hype ya
Irritated to think, I had a bitch just like ya
Now that I think about it, shit that bitch had to go too
Your chapter in my book closed, time to rewrite ya
Calling my phone, you ain't nothing to me but bad times
Drama at it's best bitch, a life trying to crash mine
I ain't trying to hear this shit, you worse than a bad rhyme
Prolly somewhere tweaking, like you gone off a bad line
But niggaz say you out here, trying to stick around em
Tell em fuck it you ain't shit, you prolly trying to down em
Everyday I spent with you, it was well wasted
Days trying to get away, you only trying to drown em
You wonder why they call you bitch, ask me and I'll tell em
For every lie you was selling, out of your cerebellum
Fuck love and fuck cupid, I'ma repell em
Your life based on bullshit, you couldn't smell em
Better get some bid'ness, stay the fuck out of my inbox
All that shit a problem, understand this where that shit stop
My homegirl say give her the word, you would get dropped
And fade your ass up, like a barbershop to get chopped
They say misery loves company, no exception for what you done to me
You must be out your damn mind, shit you out of line
Now you out the way, I'm doing fine

What in the fuck is you on, you must have been out of your mind today
Why is you calling my phone, you prolly won't like what I'm bout to say
What in the fuck is you on, what in the fuck is you on

This ain't nothing you gon' rewind, bitch you better go head
Always running from the real, why the fuck is you scared now
You only open your mouth, or open your legs
Searching for a way to shine, guess you all about bread now
It ain't nothing that you can say, that I was trying to hear
All that hoe shit that you be doing, make it kinda clear
You bullshit, 360 days out a year
I'm the captain of this ship, you ain't gon' never steer
Why the fuck, is you on my line
Ain't no calling me for time, better stop it like you a sign
When it's time, you gon' bump into trouble like you was blind
You a snake, how you playing the game you out of bounds
Trying to keep up with your homies, got your ass working
Fucking up what you had, now your ass searching
Now nobody out here want ya, so your ass hurting
Somewhere drunk in love, bitch keep your ass surfing
If the shoe fit, where it
Too late to put on somebody else's, that shit all you
Why you trying to point fingers, better take what you dishing out
It ain't no way to flip it girl, this shit all you
They say misery loves company, no exception for what you done to me
You must be out your damn mind, shit you out of line
Now you out the way, I'm doing fine

What in the fuck is you on, you must have been out of your mind today
Why is you calling my phone, you prolly won't like what I'm bout to say
What in the fuck is you on, what in the fuck is you on
What in the fuck is you on, you must have been out of your mind today
Why is you calling my phone, you prolly won't like what I'm bout to say