Wtm Lyrics

If I'm the one driving that bitch, that bitch finna swerve, uh

You ain't getting no money yeah yo pockets hurt, uh

We came from out the way, yeah, we came from the dirt, yeah

If he talking 'bout one my brothers, then he get put on a shirt

We just be turning up every fucking day, yeah, we the littest on earth

Money got so fucking heavyweight it shake the ground, it twerk, uh

If I shoot the bitch I make the shit I feel like Dirk, uh

All my brothers they so solid that's on me for sure

Ice on my neck and my wrist

Too cold its changing the climate

Lil' bro don't play both sides

Just tell me who you riding with

I was with the gang we was riding 'round late at night on demon timing

Give a fuck 'bout fitting in I'm trying to stand out yeah I feel like Dennis Rodman

Lot of people just be talking shit, I can't stand the shit

Most of y'all just walking 'round, looking for a ass to kiss

We been really to this shit, yeah, no asterisk

If you got some shit to say 'bout me then come and at the kid

This lil' coupe go too fast

I would tell you we running up them bands, but you already knew that

Had twenty bands in my possession, then I went up and blew that

You dropped like twenty songs I won't listen to one 'cause you cap

Wake me up, I'm nodding off in the coupe

You said some shit, yeah, not at all, not the truth

I walked into Prada I bought It all to flex on you

Hit my brother, I gotta call, yeah, tell me what's the move

If I'm the one driving that bitch, that bitch finna swerve, uh

You ain't getting no money yeah yo pockets hurt, uh

We came from out the way, yeah, we came from the dirt, yeah

If he talking 'bout one my brothers, then he get put on a shirt

We just be turning up every fucking day, yeah, we the littest on earth

Money got so fucking heavyweight it shake the ground, it twerk, uh

If I shoot the bitch I make the shit I feel like Dirk, uh

All my brothers they so solid that's on me for sure