Watuhname Lyrics
Watuhname Song Lyrics
I just started but you folks tryna put me out.
Police on my running game, shit I'm goddamn, I'm- I'm- I'm- I'm-
I'm still in shots, I ain't, they ain't nothing, ain't nothing, what's my name?
(What's my name?)
Pulled 500,000 out the bank, just spent two figures.
Shoutout my far from the tent, so a nigga spent the dough, told to get some new tits.
Here, the bitch went crazy, home, ain't nothing, I'm burnt out, hated I hit it.
I hit that, my phone still pinging, ain't in the trap no more, but I send them, go get it.
Ping, what do you have?
Try like the Varsity, Quesy, I trap out of Marson.
I got the vision, I was on the cart, cause I came a long way, I made Vons.
She wanna go fuck on some bosses, nigga, you told them niggas balling.
He know that it's lit, nigga keep pulling up, like damn, lil nigga, who called you?
Damn, nigga ain't turning me down for nothing, nigga, that's my city.
Is it me in the blues, or the motherfucking carpet that's real flow midi?
I'm tint.
Bitch keep talking 'bout chasing her dreams, I sit and hold her Philly.
Make a Lambo pop with a drop-top, ballhead like Yilli.
I'm gone.
Finna pop another new one, name shit kicked in and I ain't feeling it.
(What's my name?)
No head going to stay on my lap, she going to sum me up until I'm what's my name?
She suck my soul.
(What's my name?)
Nigga went back to the trap, had to really go pick up some what's my name?
Most of these rappers be kept talking about, it's just time for a what's my name?
No head going to stay on my lap, she going to sum me up until I'm what's my name?
She suck my soul.
Shit, if I put another lil chain on a bitch, I might as well sign her.
I like the money on two straight, no creeps, I might as well honor.
I'm tint.
Jumping out, dope boy Fred just spent 500 on a liner.
Got me feeling myself on a jet, I'm feeling like designer.
Boy, what you doing?
I'm about to whip out all my bitch in the back, got her tied up.
Bitch, just threw back a pill, don't look at me like you an op, you going to get your shit fired up.
They snitching and they went and a wired.
These nigga tell on you just for a ride.
Got it hard to remain inspired, remember I'm him, it's just a reminder.
My nigga frustrated, he back in the hood, keep telling me nigga just try know.
Nigga trying to get it.
No head going to stay on my lap, she going to sum me up until I'm what's my name?
She suck my soul.
(What's my name?)
No head going to stay on my lap, she going to sum me up until I'm what's my name?
She suck my soul.
Watuhname
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