1oneam - Where You At?
[Intro]
(Phew)
[Chorus]
(Yeah, where you at?)
Phew, where you at?
Bitch blowin' my phone, "Where you at?"
A-All black fit, my shirt Kodak
Ten bands on me, you can't hold that
I got that Gen-5, I hold that
Got bad bitch on me, she blow that
Kel-Tec on me, bitch, I blow that
I'm sendin' shots to the front, oh yeah
W-Why ya ho blowin' my phone? Oh yeah
I'm stackin' these bands with my bro, yeah
J-JPG my clothes, yeah
Slime a nigga, wipe a nigga nose, yeah (Phew)
[Verse]
N-No hands on, can't help
She gon' fuck a nigga, bro, fuck yeah (Ha)
Young zen got no help
F-Fuck nigga, I don't need no help (Phew)
Bitch, I don't need no help
Fuck nigga, I'm ridin' still (Ha)
All black, I'm lookin' stale (Yeah)
Put you on a sale
Ayy, woke up, bitch, my money so blue
H-Hop out the two door, blast at you
Can't trust no hoe, can't wife no fool
Got three bad bitches, you know I do
C-C-Cross my twin, boy, shit goin' left
They be on my body, fuck a Nike Tech
Glock on my jeans, go, "Blatt, blatt, blatt"
Juggin' these fuck niggas, they goin' sad
Niggas, they broke, all I do is laugh
Let a bitch go, now she in the past
Been that nigga, I was in from the jump, one call on my phone, my twin gon' blast
Play wit' that bread, we on yo' ass
Zen got the money, I play with the cash
Yo, mate, my shit don't cap
Nigga a grown man, why'd he cap?
[Chorus]
(Yeah, where you at?)
Phew, where you at?
Bitch blowin' my phone, "Where you at?"
A-All black fit, my shirt Kodak
Ten bands on me, you can't hold that
I got that Gen-5, I hold that
Got bad bitch on me, she blow that
Kel-Tec on me, bitch, I blow that
I'm sendin' shots to the front, oh yeah
W-Why ya ho blowin' my phone? Oh yeah
I'm stackin' these bands with my bro, yeah
J-JPG my clothes, yeah
Slime a nigga, wipe a nigga nose, yeah
(Phew)
[Chorus]
(Yeah, where you at?)
Phew, where you at?
Bitch blowin' my phone, "Where you at?"
A-All black fit, my shirt Kodak
Ten bands on me, you can't hold that
I got that Gen-5, I hold that
Got bad bitch on me, she blow that
Kel-Tec on me, bitch, I blow that
I'm sendin' shots to the front, oh yeah
W-Why ya ho blowin' my phone? Oh yeah
I'm stackin' these bands with my bro, yeah
J-JPG my clothes, yeah
Slime a nigga, wipe a nigga nose, yeah (Phew)
[Verse]
N-No hands on, can't help
She gon' fuck a nigga, bro, fuck yeah (Ha)
Young zen got no help
F-Fuck nigga, I don't need no help (Phew)
Bitch, I don't need no help
Fuck nigga, I'm ridin' still (Ha)
All black, I'm lookin' stale (Yeah)
Put you on a sale
Ayy, woke up, bitch, my money so blue
H-Hop out the two door, blast at you
Can't trust no hoe, can't wife no fool
Got three bad bitches, you know I do
C-C-Cross my twin, boy, shit goin' left
They be on my body, fuck a Nike Tech
Glock on my jeans, go, "Blatt, blatt, blatt"
Juggin' these fuck niggas, they goin' sad
Niggas, they broke, all I do is laugh
Let a bitch go, now she in the past
Been that nigga, I was in from the jump, one call on my phone, my twin gon' blast
Play wit' that bread, we on yo' ass
Zen got the money, I play with the cash
Yo, mate, my shit don't cap
Nigga a grown man, why'd he cap?
[Chorus]
(Yeah, where you at?)
Phew, where you at?
Bitch blowin' my phone, "Where you at?"
A-All black fit, my shirt Kodak
Ten bands on me, you can't hold that
I got that Gen-5, I hold that
Got bad bitch on me, she blow that
Kel-Tec on me, bitch, I blow that
I'm sendin' shots to the front, oh yeah
W-Why ya ho blowin' my phone? Oh yeah
I'm stackin' these bands with my bro, yeah
J-JPG my clothes, yeah
Slime a nigga, wipe a nigga nose, yeah
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