WTBA(Where The Bottles At) Lyrics

My biggest pet peeve, the ones that's always bluffin

They like to talk but in person they don't do nothin

Why don't you stop with the cappin' boys be always frontin'

Tired of these niggas man I'm bout to hit the snooze button

Just like a pest niggas out here really fuckin' buggin

Please don't come press if my sound got the city buzzin'

I must contest, homie, you not the best, I tell em rapping's for men

You should go chill with your boo or something

I'm hella sweet I bet I remind you of lemonade

We differentiate cause I don't take a minute man

These women say just like the weave I'm always gettin' laid

Fly as fuck take a look at me I elevate

And goin' city to city, I'm lookin' at every bitty

One girl wanted to ménage it's funny her name was Nicki

Her booty bigger than Biggie

I had no other good comparison so please do not kill me

I give respect to the OGs

and I go hard and really fast but I've been known to slow it down

That's your girl well I thought so too until you went around

Feel bad for the neighbors cause they really hate the sound

Want the ring, be a baby mamma and she wants the gown

Pipe down baby I don't even like you like that

You just cheated on him with me did it behind his back

Now you really are expectin' me to drop everything

Because you don't want me to go and give this dick out relax

Cause I get lit, I get turnt up, bitties in the back

Not a nigga that's unheard of, you know that's a fact

You don't like me, that's alright, it's cool, just don't overreact

When one second she's with you, the next second I'm blowin' backs

I get lit, I get turnt up, bitties in the back

Not a nigga that's unheard of, you know that's a fact

You don't like me, that's alright, it's cool, just don't overreact

When one second she's with you, ayo, where the bottles at hold up

I got a list of a few good people

Slim shady and the one who got more slaps than the Beatles

Way I'm killin' this beat homie it should be illegal

Every time that I speak I feel like I'm in the medieval times

Because with each rhyme they be like my lord

Who the hell is this kid with so much endurance

With a sick flow, bars and he ain't boring

Sick fit, iced wrist, drip got me pouring

I'm too quick, yeah, super static verses leave a nigga shook

It's kinda hard to go collab with anyone I really like

Because I leave them too astonished to the point of no return

That shit be buggin' me it's tragic, maybe cause my flow like magic

Unreal and enigmatic, it don't take a genius to know that I'm problematic

Always kept my body in shape I'm loaded like automatics

Niggas feel to impress me, they uh, below average

I get lit, I get turnt up, biddies in the back

Not a nigga that's unheard of, you know that's a fact

You don't like me, that's alright, it's cool, just don't overreact

One second she's with you, the next second I'm blowin' backs

I get lit, I get turnt up, biddies in the back

Not a nigga that's unheard of, you know that's a fact

You don't like me, that's alright, it's cool, just don't overreact

When one second she's with you, ayo, where the bottles at hold up