WHOUWITHHO+

Lyrics for WHOUWITHHO+

I know they're ready, innit? Yeah, yeah Hey, who you with hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Who you with, hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Hey, who you with, hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Who you with, hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe All these niggas runnin around with a new one Runnin' around, actin' like a new bitch On that PMS, on that bullshit Bring it back, bring it back to the crib Come walk on my lines, crack in a depot This ain't real, that ain't real, nigga, that's your deal though We don't test, don't play with the people Swag ain't shit, bitch, I'm evil Tatino with the kid, I need shit Catch us on your front door, that's your kid Watch you whip your nigga at your peephole Looking like you tryna see me see through Bitch, I'm Leonardo, you can't catch me, catch me, catch me Keep up, keep up, running miles with a link up This ain't Big Boss, fuck a team up, fuck a team up Hey, who you with hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Who you with, hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Hey, who you with, hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Who you with, hoe? Who you with, hoe? Tell me who you with, hoe Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Cross the line, you know it's bad Cross that boy I'm on your head Bitch, better do what the sergeant said Play the bag, gotta lay in bed Worried that they gotta leave Fuck around, they got dropped in the league Everybody went M.I.A I'm talkin', I don't know what to say I'm talkin' fly paper planes Get low and I do what I can Go tag, I'm killin' the game When I'm gone, you go to bed Fuck, niggas think they can't get Touch that number, I'm willin' to pay He from the heat, bitch, that I can't say less Shawty try to get in the set She tired of niggas who flex She tryna run up a check I told her her back is thick Flip now, she throwin' up bricks She wild, she cut off your neck Swallow and spit it right back She messin' my love, exotic I don't argue, I just ask She a hood bitch, yeah, from the projects She just tryna pay that rent I think I'm about to get a little lat For the proof, yeah, take that picture Make sure you know, it exists You come around talkin' like this I'm talkin' like you don't know shit Six feet, nigga, I don't nigga name With your wet hoe, we ain't the same shit Please, don't go pay me the lambs, hoe I don't care if you fuck the same bitch Shit, she ain't the same, hoe I'm ready to go to Baltimore My say back to Baltimore Broke him, ain't got a passport What the cunt you called?