WYA lyrics by Nemzzz
Yo
She wanna be wherever I’m at, tellin’ me drop locations
Spin this whip like I’m in a race, I got two sweet ones waiting
You wonder why you ain’t got no bread, you do too much complaining
TBH, to be honest, me, I just find it draining
Back in your highlights once again ‘cah you know I find you sexy (Yo)
Back on the road again, you know that means don’t call or text me (Yo)
Think my ego big, I say what I want like, “Who gonna check me?”
Go ask bro, been tryna get man licked down when they upset me
She think that I’m insecure, then tell me why I should trust you for?
Don’t even start that shit, I’m paranoid ’cause I’ve seen it before
You know you’re sweet, come like arts, some art that can’t be drawn
Who’s that over there? This sweet one caught my eye, she gorgeous
Ten out of ten, that’s TT, you can’t ignore it
Broski flyin’ them out then flyin’ them in, them packs imported
I know that I got your number, but I ain’t had no time to call it
I know that I got your number, but I just shout you when I’m horny
She wanna be wherever I’m at, tellin’ me drop locations
Spin this whip like I’m in a race, I got two sweet ones waiting
You wonder why you ain’t got no bread, you do too much complaining
TBH, to be honest, me, I just find it draining
She wanna be wherever I’m at, tellin’ me drop locations
Spin this whip like I’m in a race, I got two sweet ones waiting
You wonder why you ain’t got no bread, you do too much complaining
TBH, to be honest, me, I just find it draining
I don’t go out too much, so when I do, I pop my shit
I know you care, W from H and me like Smith
I like them fitted, I’m gettin’ them tailored like I’m Swift
I think she wanna go Tokyo, so get up on top and drift
Swing that to my boy MV, Ak online just choppin’ neek
I’m in the whip just cruising now, baby, don’t lie, man, I know you’re a freak
You know my brand, LV, LV
You know what I’m on, KMT
She wanna be wherever I’m at, tellin’ me drop locations
Spin this whip like I’m in a race, I got two sweet ones waiting
You wonder why you ain’t got no bread, you do too much complaining
TBH, to be honest, me, I just find it draining
Come on, man
Motion way or no way, no emotion
All year, all my life, trust me
You niggas ain’t got no motion