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WATTBA
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Hip-Hop/Rap
WATTBA was released on July 10, 2020 by Republic Records as a part of the album 8
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Album8
Release DateJuly 10, 2020
LabelRepublic Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
UnoTheActivist
UnoTheActivist
Vocals
JULiA LEWiS
JULiA LEWiS
Programming
DTB
DTB
Programming
Pasqué
Pasqué
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Falik
Benjamin Falik
Songwriter
Troy Lane
Troy Lane
Songwriter
Irvin Mejia
Irvin Mejia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JULiA LEWiS
JULiA LEWiS
Producer, Recording Engineer
DTB
DTB
Producer
Pasqué
Pasqué
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
And I know you talk about me
But I won't speak about ya
And I might open up my eyes
So I can see about ya
And if I open up my mind
Still won't think about ya
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
[Verse 2]
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what the time, what a time
[Verse 3]
I was thinkin' about them days, them beautiful times
I got **** down road doin' hard time
And all they ever think about is them hard times
[Verse 4]
It's been a minute, he forgot like he got Alzheimer's
Yeah, I ain't forgot you got caught up with a Glock and a nine
Then ya partner turned foe and dropped the dime
Told them folks we got them birds in the bowls and they flyin'
Boy shot him in the throat, blood on the floor, he slidin'
They told them folks, we doin' hard crime
If a star shoot a star do the stars align?
Snuck up on them with a carbon
I think that boy blue like he Corbin
How you want beef and your ribs show, starvin'?
Kidnap him throw him in the room like Marvin
Chop that boy up, put his body on markets
[Verse 5]
And I know you talk about me
But I won't speak about ya
And I might open up my eyes
So I can see about ya
And if I open up my mind
Still won't think about ya
Oh, what a wonderful time to be live
[Verse 6]
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what the time, what a time
[Verse 7]
If I put yo lips up on your forehead
You still wouldn't speak your mind
I took some cups and fill them with Moet
And you like drinkin' wine
Told me knew hoe take all my clothes to the cleaners
'Cause I don't use irons
She gonna get on her knees for Yung Shyne
Like he is her shrine
She had to get in the motion
She on my skin just like lotion
She says, "Your dick I be worshippin'"
Baby, come here and get closer
You know love scars are permanent
Can't be the one for your closure
You know that these bullets like boulders
Hit a **** you know that's it's over
Send yo hoe over like it's red rover
I'm the that control her, remote her
I pull up to yo trap, put the kick in it
Don't you play, I pull In with a stick in it
Pop a ****, you bet not move quick with it
Pop a **** like a zit, ****
My **** I live then hit licks with them
Yo **** they suckers they licks, ****
They bitches all love us, we strip them, we fuck them
You know that they sluttin' and you still gone kiss her
You bitches pay me and you livin' with her
I don't even know how you feelin', ****
All I know is I be pealin' ****
I am not one to be sentimental
But with yo bitch I am intimate
[Verse 8]
And I know you talk about me
But I won't speak about ya
And I might open up my eyes
So I can see about ya
And if I open up my mind
Still won't think about ya
Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive
[Verse 9]
What a time, what a time, what a time
What a time, what the time, what a time
[Verse 10]
I was thinkin about them days, them beautiful times
I got **** down road doin' hard time
And all they ever think about is them hard times
[Verse 11]
All they ever think about is them hard times
Written by: Benjamin Falik, Troy Lane, Irvin Mejia
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