Listen to WTF by JAY1

WTF

JAY1

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

(Trobi on the beat) I spent 50 thousand when I flew Miami, met a sexy darlin', told me she from Cali' Name Maria, she a fuckin' diva, had to take her Nobu just to make her happy Look, I spent 50 thousand when I flew Miami, met a sexy darlin', told me she from Cali' Name Maria, she a fuckin' diva, had to take her Nobu just to make her happy Everybody's just like everybody, got me thinkin' everyone's a fuckin' patty Met your girlfriend and I hated her, I had to block her number 'cause she fuckin' catty Couldn't give a fuck about a fuckin' bally, nigga, give me peace, I'm 'bout to go and spazzy Makin' money, do that automatic, belly lookin' bigger like I'm DJ Khaled Pull up happy, probably make you panic, tried to link the plug, but he in Abu Dhabi Silly Sally, said her dad is Sammy, told her, "Shut the fuck up," and I called him Matty People talkin' crazy on the kid, why? I will never let the stick fly Fuck this shit, I'm 'bout to take your missus, do it all again cah I'm a slick guy Know my baby girl, she miss I, yeah me that shit, she still mine Never worry 'bout another nigga, we just slowed it done becah we took time Two brown things on my WhatsApp, nah, what's that? Gotta get bro on that One just came with a one back, ayy, fuck that, we gotta sip some Cognac Twitter boy lackin' on Gosford, nah, fuck that, we gotta pull up and box that (who?) Oh, shit, JAY1, you're not on that, bro, stop that, what you doin'? Just stop that You won that, they're shit, you stunk that Why the fuck do you love to Snap'? I ain't tryna end up on Shade I gave you dick, and you liked the dick, and I saw you talkin' my name Got Twitter fingers, you're a silly nigga (nigga), all you do is complain I'm kickin' back, I made 50 racks because all I do is get paid Why the fuck do you love to Snap'? I ain't tryna end up on Shade I gave you dick, and you liked the dick, and I saw you talkin' my name Got Twitter fingers, you're a silly nigga (nigga), all you do is complain I'm kickin' back, I made 50 racks because all I do is get paid No, I didn't wanna go uni', told mumsy and I left her pissed Like, every shot I took, man missed, I was in the Rico tryna make my quids 'Til I thought to myself that I'm bigger than this and I gotta go take that risk Now who would've thought that JAY1, young boy from the CV, turned rich? 2019, had to holler at Becky, 2021, I'm gonna holler at Lu Belizean girl too sexy, her tan skin look better in blue Whenever you step to the party, please tell me who's lookin' at you Whenever man looks at a Barbie, that Barbie get attached like glue Scheme on who? I'ma scheme on you, touch my ski, then I'm beefin' too Got this chick in bed tryna please my mood But fuck that shit, I'm tryna beat them boot Cah I'm way too bougie And everybody knows JAY1 for lovin' a slim brown ting with a booty 25, four trips to them OD's, threw a bad ting, then I did that low-key Man pull up to the place too boasy, Versace on my robe, it's golden Henny and the Coke, I'm Coke-in', tipsy when I back this potion If you wanna talk 'bout wavy, my army be the wave, no ocean Try par me face-to-face, get toasted Why the fuck do you love to Snap'? I ain't tryna end up on Shade I gave you dick, and you liked the dick, and I saw you talkin' my name Got Twitter fingers, you're a silly nigga (nigga), all you do is complain I'm kickin' back, I made 50 racks because all I do is get paid Why the fuck do you love to Snap'? I ain't tryna end up on Shade I gave you dick, and you liked the dick, and I saw you talkin' my name I'm kickin' back, I made 50 racks because all I do is get paid
Writer(s): Bryan Du Chatenier, Jason Juami Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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