Yeat Wtf They On Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the f*ck they on?
I apply this shit, lil' bitch, I got it all on
Yeah, smell this shit from a mile away
Shit all cap, like a test on new cologne (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, yeah, what the f*ck they on?
Yeah, some broke ass bum-ass boys, they ain't got no song
Yeah, you compare your newest shit to my oldest shit, and I still beat it
Still got the big numbers, I been doing the muhf*ckin' triple million
Uh, I'm on the muhf*ckin' Percs again, I really like to spend and win it
Yeah, got out of my muhf*ckin' Urus, I hop in McLaren and hit two hunnid
I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' bitch, I got muhf*ckin' money, money
Uh, I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' bitch, I got honeybunny-bunnies (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Uh, they tryna copy my voice, but they cannot do it like me, like me
Yeah, I'm bout to hop in with 'em big dogs and run hundred K first week
Wake up in the morning, geek up in the morning, bitch, I'm 'boutta tweak, huh
Bitch, I'm allergic to being broke, no, can't be me
[Verse]
I been takin' X still, I take a Perc before I sleep
I been takin' X pills, I ain't take a Perc in a week (Yeah-ah)
What the f*ck they on?
Yeah-yeah, bitch, I am high as f*ck (Yeah, yeah)
Pull up on me, got a gun (Bang, bang)
p*ssy boy, you better run (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I been in the same club
Yeah, the devil didn't tell me what the f*ck it was
Yeah, they ain't on shit 'cause they ain't like us, yeah, they ain't like us (Yeah)
Pull up inside that Tonka, lil' bitch, yeah, pull up that truck (Yeah-ah)
I could say you ain't get it, lil' bitch, but you just a dub (Yeah-ah)
I'm high as the muhf*ckin' Gods, lil' bitch, I am flyin' above 'em (Yeah-ah) Yeah-yeah-yeah, I got it tinted, pull up, smoke 'em out the flint (Yeah-ah)
Pull up in the f*ckin' Tonka, it's all 'bout the building, we done bought the Benz (Yeah-ah)
You a motherf*ckin' lame, no, you can't get in, bitch (Yeah-ah)
Get the f*ck away from us, you a bitch boy, you is not him, yeah (Yeah-ah)
All I do is let it spin (Yeah-ah)
Run this shit back again

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the f*ck they on?
I apply this shit, lil' bitch, I got it all on
Yeah, smell this shit from a mile away
Shit all cap, like a test on new cologne (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, yeah, what the f*ck they on?
Yeah, they some broke-ass, bum-ass boys, they ain't got no song
Yeah, you compare your newest shit to my oldest shit, and I still beat it
Still got the big numbers, I been doing the muhf*ckin' triple million
Uh, I'm on the muhf*ckin' Percs again, I really like to spend and win it
Yeah, got in my muhf*ckin' Urus, I hop in McLaren and hit two hundred
I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' bitch, I got muhf*ckin' money, money
Uh, I don't give a f*ck what you said, lil' bitch, I got honeybunny-bunnies (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Uh, they tryna copy my voice, but they cannot do it like me, like me
Yeah, I'm bout to hop in wit them big dogs hundred K first week
Wake up in the morning, geek up in the morning, bitch, I'm 'boutta tweak, huh
Bitch, I'm allergic to being broke, no, can't be me
[Outro]
I been takin' X still, I don't take a Perc before I sleep
I been takin' X pills, I ain't take a Perc in a week (Yeah-ah)
Yeah, what the f*ck they on?