WTF! lyrics

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[Intro]
​​oldhauntie came through

[Chorus]
n*gga, what the f*ck?! (Huh?)
n*gga, what the f*ck?! (n*gga, what the f*ck?!)
b*tch, what the f*ck?! (What, what, what?)
b*tch, what the f*ck?! (b*tch, what the f*ck?!)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), what the (What?)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), What the f*ck?!
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), what the (What?)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), What the f*ck?!

[Bridge]
Shut the f*ck up
Shut the f*ck up (b*tch), shut the f*ck up (Stupid ho)
Shut the f*ck up (b*tch), shut the f*ck up (Stupid ho)
Shut the f*ck up (b*tch), shut the f*ck up (Stupid ho)
(What the f*ck?!)

[Verse 1]
f*ck whoever don't like this song, I crank this b*tch up by my own (Ayy-ayy)
Crunkstars in the f*ckin' crowd, get buck, get wild, let's go, let's go (Let's go, let's go)
I might jaw a n*gga just to show him I ain't no f*ckin ho (No f*ckin ho)
I told Wafi, "Heavy on the ice, my pockets on f*ckin' swole"
Building my brand from the f*ckin' ground up, you ain't never gone see me fold (See me fold)
Lame ass n*gga, we know y'all hatin' on us, that's why we f*ckin' y'all hoes (f*ckin' y'all hoes)
See my ice, she see my whip, the b*tch gon' blow like a C4
I'm the gang, he the gang, she the gang, we the gang, sticking to them Triple M codes
I don't know nobody realer, I'm really eatin' steaks with some muhf*ckin' killers
You must want Anna like Miller
b*tch, I'm rich, I drop off the scrilla' to hitters
Still on my toes like Thriller
Hoes by the two's, one chocolate, and one is vanilla
And b*tch, I own all my cars, I ain't nothin' like these rap n*ggas
On God
[Chorus]
n*gga, what the f*ck?! (Huh?)
n*gga, what the f*ck?! (n*gga, what the f*ck?!)
b*tch, what the f*ck?! (What, what, what?)
b*tch, what the f*ck?! (b*tch, what the f*ck?!)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), what the (What?)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), What the f*ck?!
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), what the (What?)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), What the f*ck?!

[Verse 2]
f*ck the laws, lil' b*tch, I'm hot
c*ck the Glock, get popped, get dropped
This not a hard top, this the drop (The drop)
Put me on any beat, I bet I pop (I pop)
n*gga really talking like Duke ain't the hardest
Rap game janitor, take out the garbage
Styling, I can drip a shirt out of Target
Black and white money, I'm in everybody market
Lacking never, gangsta forever
Why pay a shooter? I can shoot the sh*t better
Bottom plastic, the top is metal
Shoot 'em, bow-bow, leave his soul in the weather
I did it, I done it, now tell me who better
Don't play with Duke Deuce, that's a whole 'nother level
Wherever, whenever, pop sh*t on whoever
Protected by God, but the choppa' the devil (Yeah, yeah)
Two-toned pendant, but the center rose gold
Leave your ho 'cause she might get stole
I was out late, you was under your ho
You ain't got no grind, can't meet your goals
Everybody know I'm that n*gga, but don't nobody know you, n*gga
Money ain't fall in my lap
Half of these rappers ain't winnin' off trap, n*gga, we know you cap
n*ggas done threatened my life, I was still thinkin' 'bout money
Like n*ggas ain't talkin' bout nothin, you ain't never even beat up nothin'
Last time I checked, you a b*tch, you must turnt to a G or somethin'
You too old to be trying to get rank
Lil' boy, sit down before you get spanked, b*tch
[Chorus]
n*gga, what the f*ck?! (Huh?)
n*gga, what the f*ck?! (n*gga, what the f*ck?!)
b*tch, what the f*ck?! (What, what, what?)
b*tch, what the f*ck?! (b*tch, what the f*ck?!)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), what the (What?)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), What the f*ck?!
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), what the (What?)
What the (Huh?), What the (Who?)
What the (What?), What the f*ck?!
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