Whatchuwant? (Explicit)

Now what you want, ho

All you do is euro step me like a Rando

She hope I'm looking like the Brando

Had enough so whatchu hit my line for (yuh, yuh)

What the ****, you kickin' up the front door

Why the **** you acting like a ****ing *****, you ho (yeah)

Said that she love me but she ain't no more

**** that lil *****, got no time to win her back

Better grab my bag, spending

Lookin' them asses bouncin'

I came wit that thug shit

50 on my glock, aye

****in' on yo thot

I can't never love a thot

But them *****es hit my line

Taking pictures of their thighs

All my soul they dried, I'm like"50 on my glock"

Pain so ****ed up, Needa block em

So ****ed up, needa smoke some

Like tomorrow never comes

In the backyard feel so lost and I'm making all these songs

Hope I see you in your dorm feeling lonely so alone

Cus I don't wanna be the one, feelin' sadness all the time

See me writing all these rhymes

Never tell em on the Gram, less they book me for a show