K3ETH - WHYY Lyrics

I go commando
Class like Lando
The way that I ball I go Julius randle
With a fine hoe wearin' Gucci sandals
See thru the tights she got a nice camel
If u want smoke got port or malboro
Need passport trynna go to the euros
Got shit wrapped you would think I'm a gyro
Still got hits from shit I made years ago

Still comin soon
The vault need some room keep banging out tunes
Hittin the Stu like everyday
The booth be my room
Back of room
I'm meltlin my face I'm off of them shrooms
Meltin my face
Meltin my face
Like Salvador drew
Yea y'all gonna understand
Niggas sleep sandman
Got a drum 100 rounds
Shorty eatin all the xans
Pill poppin in the Benz
Bumpin old school shit
New shoes got em for the cheap
And the pants from Japan
Yea ya bitch she callin me
Talkin bout I'm the man of her dreams
Give me dark twisted fantasies
Always trynna go bend her knees
In the field like I started a league
MVP unanimously
Got to be the greatest seed
No offense to the family
Yea
Villains we plot in the liar
Yea we trynna take over
World domination on our minds yea we gon get over
F*ck niggas yea f*ck over
I glide on this bitch f*ck Floatin
Go to New York for clothing
Where you get that shit from Dover

I go commando
Class like Lando
The way that I ball I go Julius randle
With a fine hoe wearin' Gucci sandals
See thru the tights she got a nice camel
If u want smoke got port or malboro
Need passport trynna go to the euros
Got shit wrapped you would think I'm a gyro
Still got hits from shit I made years ago

Hide your kids
Hide your wife
Shits getting tragic out here
Real floor sweeper shit
Who took the top of the roof
I didn't even know it could do that
GENESIS bitch
Yeaaa

My life im seeing new heights
Oh yea I'm seeing new heights
My eyes can't believe my eyes
Oh yea I can see all the lights
But they still say why o why
Yea they don't know why o why
Yea they still say why o why
Yea they don't know why o why
It's matter of flight or fight
Already know imma fight for life
I don't care if she cry o cry
Cause that shit straight lies straight lies
Yea it's all about me tonight
Bout time that I get right
Talkin bout sum why o why
Stop askin why o why
Started yea
Come on let's go get it started
Always gon hit my target
Real shit like I sharted
Bigger than life Chris Farley
Real machine bionic
Don't really like not tonics
Drink that shit from the bottle
Don't care if you got problems

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