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Wtf
686
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wtf was released on July 12, 2024 by 1865 LLC/Stop One Distribution LLC as a part of the album The Star
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Release DateJuly 12, 2024
Label1865 LLC/Stop One Distribution LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LittleRichh
LittleRichh
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LittleRichh
LittleRichh
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fckbwoy
Fckbwoy
Producer

Lyrics

Damn, little fuck boy, man
You know that I be timid, see
I just might tweak on a beat
I told her baddie, I got what she need
And her pussy got wetter than a sea
She told me, baby, keep fucking me, please
He dissed, can't wait till we meet
Obviously we hit him, we up and released
But I got her chillin' in the streets
12 on my body, got booked for the Glees
No cuffing with me
Watch out, I gotta get nothin' from me
My ****, they listen, I preach
I'm smokin' on **** who dated the C's
She was so pretty and neat
Her booty was little, it was fatter than me
It's ten and we whackin' a V
Homie got hit, now what happened to he?
Rappin' up, bro, you better not trust me
Keep it knockin' for **** who rush me
Shout out them **** who really get gussy
M.O.E. so they oomph for the money
If he get away, put the beam on his buddy
Rap that goof like you use it for huntin'
They don't know if I'm bloody or cuzzy
Opps don't know me, tell him to study
I just might tweak on a beat
I told her baddie, I got what she need
And her pussy got wetter than a sea
She told me, baby, keep fucking me, please
He dissed, can't wait till we meet
Obviously we hit him, we up and released
I got her chillin' in the streets
12 on my body, got booked for the Glees
(What's the, uh?)
(What's the, uh?)
(What's the, uh?)
(What's the, uh?)
Fuck love, bro, diamond and witch
Got a brand new bitch, shit came with a switch
Shit tight, got a bang and a clip
Every gun got a beam, 'cause we don't wanna miss, like
Shoot a shot, but a swing through his hip
Might use a fast call, shut the rings out the whip
Hit his top, see his brains
And we dip one strong to a disc, cop's praying for a slip (slip)
Free the bro, got booked for a ten
Big knocks on the waist, so I walk with a limp
Two chops on the side with a friend
Last I've got rock, took five out of ten (ten)
I was done, but I'm vibin' again
Don't need New York when I'm slidin' again
Have fun when I slide with a stick
Then I go right home, just to vibe with a bitch (bitch)
I'ma ride for the shit
Free the whole set, **** die for the shit
Smoke on the mind, he gon' die with a slip
'Bout to raise an eyebrow like the rock in this bitch
Make a hole in the ground, throw op in the shit
Still spray bro, they ain't no stoppin' this shit
Knocks too big for the pocket and shit
Good pass to the bro, like stock in this shit
Like, bro, pull up, straight game time
Put the knocks to his face like it's facetime
Throw a shot, put the knocks on the waistline
****, these shells ain't free, can't waste mine
Don't stop 'till you see a **** twitch
Free for the puss, get lined by a bitch
Burnside, baby, shoot him like Slick Vic
Knocks on the hip, so I pop like this (this)
What the, uh? (What the, uh? What the, uh?)
What the, uh? (What the, uh? What the, uh?)
What the, uh? (What the, uh? What the, uh?)
What the, uh? (What the, uh? What the, uh?)
Written by: Little Richh, LittleRichh
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