My WRLD Lyrics

Yeah, It's Zayy

Yeah, It's Zayy

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

Damn I'm messed up (Yeah)

Fucked my plans up

Fucked a dancer (Yeah)

Count my bands up (Mmhm)

I might text her (Yeah)

Hope she answer

Gang done ran her (Ew)

Not gone chance her (Hell naw)

She too wet, punani dangerous

She screaming but not in danger

We fucking without a label

She call, I spin, like tornado

She call her friends, say I'm fake though

Like Simon, do what I say so

I pop my shit like a Faygo

Got sauce and shit like a Prego

Pull up in that big Durango

I play with bread like it's Play-Doh

Hold that L after that K go

Cut the stock off, make a Draco

I make shit bang like I'm Fredo

Dip in her shit like a ladle

She love the dick but claim she gay though

Lost her soul and gained a halo

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

I was always taught to stay lowkey until that cheddar come

Brody crashed the whip, bounced back and pulled up in a better one

Nigga post his gun like he just got it, I'm on my seventh one

Got a list of niggas that I'm scared of, I can't remember one (Yeah, yeah)

Man I swear that's just... that's just why they love me you feel me

I keep this shit real

I'm not a street nigga, I'm a survivor remember that

This is my fucking world nigga

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

This is my world

(Yo where y'all want me to go after I leave here? What's his name?

Zayy Marcel

It's a new artist, Zayy Marcel - they want me to check him out

I'ma check him out right after this)