W Y O (What You On) Lyrics by Mike Will Made-It


Mike Will Made-It Lyrics

W Y O (What You On) Lyrics
Thugger, Thugger, baby
I'm out in the booth eating candy and shit
Can't get enough, (Can't get enough)
Eeeeeeeeeeeee

I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what, Can't take me off the throne
Aye I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on

That was a mistake, I didn't mean to say that
I f*ck on that bitch and she don't tell no one, I don't play that
I'm real, I just told you so you can know where your lil bae at
And if you ever play about that lil bitch, I'll beat you like where Zay at
They say no one do it better, motor geeked up bout etc...
Hop out with thousands of predators
I'm hungry, I want some competitors
And that shit get fly like a pelican
I'm in LA, I want me some editors
Don't step on this landmine
I'm geeked out my mind, I'm not mankind
But this stick I'm a blast mine
Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine
Chanel first, no you can't last mine
Didn't I tell you bout that last time
I'm eating so good, its that crab time
I had me some cheese, yeah I Kraft mine
Bought a 6, nigga halftime (Blatt)

I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what, Can't take me off the throne
Aye I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on

Pull up on a bitch, In that that foreign with exhaust
I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk
No I'm not from Texas but I pull up kickin sauce (ooooohhh weeeee)
Christmas time, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost
I stuff that bitch in a blender blender
Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner
F*ck the police, Man they trying to kill us
But I think they know that them slimes are killers (SLIME)
Yeah I think they know that them slimes are triller
The lots and lots lots of niggas
F*ck em all like we some thottie niggas
I need four wheels like a tri-cycle
F*ck on her friend and she know it, She know it
I bought her jack and then show it, Then show it
Cause I really love it, Then do it to show it
Bought a G5 for [?]
F*ck a car note, I don't owe her nothing oh
Lactose intollerant, Bae I'm spoiled I'm spoiled
Take me some bars and take off to the stars
I done got so high, Man I think I see God (Hey Baby)

I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what, Can't take me off the throne
Aye I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I f*ck with your shit but I don't know what you on


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