WTF You Doin lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro: Young Thug & Quavo]
Yeah
YSL, Migos, let's get it
(DJ Durel)
Migos, Jeffrey
Man, we gotta gotta go, we gon' go, go
Gon' go brazy on this b*tch, let's get it
Hey

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma gon' hit him in the leg, have the n*gga try to run
I done got a little richer, all a n*gga pockets Big Pun
I just got a Richard Mille and the motherf*cker one of one
I just got another b*tch pregnant and my b*tch say she leavin'
Now she stayin', now she goin'
What the f*ck a n*gga doin'?
What the f*ck they prop-pursuin'?
And my mama say I'm good
But my b*tch say that I'm ruined
Yeah, n*gga, f*ck the police
Black and white house, Belly
Black b*tch tall like Keesh'
Gon' pass the rock right to me, I'ma score (Swish)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
What the f*ck a b*tch doin'?
Call Will Smith 'cause the cash I'm pursuin'
Call Ken Nugent, hit a n*gga call with the Uzi, cool it
Uh, drinkin' on fluid, cup full of mud, no sewage
I put the b*tch in the movie
Duke put the dope in her coochie
Who this n*gga think he foolin'? (Who?)
Young n*gga act a fool with 'em (Ayy)
They don't know what do with 'em
Don't know me cause you went to school with 'em
Slime told me don't bool with 'em
Baow, graow the tool gon' get 'em (Baow)
Choppers and pistols, my n*gga dismiss 'em
I like to f*ck b*tches but nah, I can't kiss her
Damn, I need me a babysitter
I served a n*gga some kitty litter
Takin' a phone for the issues
Nah, we can't take a picture (Flash)
I double park a new Fisker
They callin' me Quavo the fisher
Mister Huncho official (Huncho)
I blow a check like a whistle
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma gon' hit him in the leg, have the n*gga try to run
I done got a little richer, all a n*gga pockets Big Pun
I just got a Richard Mille and the motherf*cker one of one
I just got another b*tch pregnant and my b*tch say she leavin'
Now she stayin', now she goin'
What the f*ck a n*gga doin'?
What the f*ck they prop-pursuin'?
And my mama say I'm good
But my b*tch say that I'm ruined
Yeah, n*gga, f*ck the police
Black and white house, Belly
Black b*tch tall like Keesh'
Gon' pass the rock right to me, I'ma score (Swish)

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
I'm gon' hit 'em in the head, pus*y n*gga can't think no more
I just wanna f*ck and get some head, hell no, can't cape them hoes
Pour a whole pint of the red and I can not drink it no more
She suck my di*k 'til I'm dead, I just be plankin' on hoes
Throw all my money in hunnids, call up the bank on these hoes
Red bottoms on a bad b*tch
Don't shop nowhere but at Saks Fifth
Walk around with the Draco
And they gon' shoot when I say so
Stack up the hunnids like Legos
I got some gangsters and there he go
Pulled up in a Wraith (Skrrt)
Damn, you should have seen her face
Diamonds, they blind 'em like mace
I just wanna f*ck her then nut on her face
Damn, today been a hell of a day
Three different states in a day
Young n*gga steady gettin' paid
Your n*gga he broke, he make minimum wage, yeah (Duke)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma gon' hit him in the leg, have the n*gga try to run
I done got a little richer, all a n*gga pockets Big Pun
I just got a Richard Mille and the motherf*cker one of one
I just got another b*tch pregnant and my b*tch say she leavin'
Now she stayin', now she goin'
What the f*ck a n*gga doin'?
What the f*ck they prop-pursuin'?
And my mama say I'm good
But my b*tch say that I'm ruined
Yeah, n*gga, f*ck the police
Black and white house, Belly
Black b*tch tall like Keesh'
Gon' pass the rock right to me, I'ma score (Swish)

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
What the f*ck a n*gga doin'?
More racks, drop a sack at the jeweler
Foreign ride, but your boyfriend a loser
Bust down Rollie, straight out the cooler
I f*cked your b*tch, make a movie
Model turned to a groupie
Thick lil' stripper, got head with the boot
And we came from the bottom, throwin' money out the roof
Rich n*gga, I done flooded my fingers
Bet they gon' hate when you make it
Trap still jumpin' like two-three
f*ck the judge, ain't coppin' a plea
Play with the keys like Stevie
Trap or Die, now I'm livin' like Jeezy
Lamborghini and I'm whippin' it easy
Walk around pockets cheesy
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma gon' hit him in the leg, have the n*gga try to run
I done got a little richer, all a n*gga pockets Big Pun
I just got a Richard Mille and the motherf*cker one of one
I just got another b*tch pregnant and my b*tch say she leavin'
Now she stayin', now she goin'
What the f*ck a n*gga doin'?
What the f*ck they prop-pursuin'?
And my mama say I'm good
But my b*tch say that I'm ruined
Yeah, n*gga, f*ck the police
Black and white house, Belly
Black b*tch tall like Keesh'
Gon' pass the rock right to me, I'ma score (Swish)
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