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WYD?
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Hip-Hop/Rap
WYD? was released on June 21, 2025 by Chiefa as a part of the album Second Coming
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Release DateJune 21, 2025
LabelChiefa
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jordan-Jamir Ross
Jordan-Jamir Ross
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan-Jamir Ross
Jordan-Jamir Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan-Jamir Ross
Jordan-Jamir Ross
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah this some real shit right here on God (Say What)
Aye, aye listen I'm talking (What)
I don't play like that (**** What)
C'mon
Aye what Carti said?
I'll rather be caught with it than without it on God (Hell you talm bout)
And this real life too like
No bap
Ran them racks up (Uh huh)
Brand new pack yeah (It's Chiefa)
That bitch so bad yeah (Yuh)
Lil bitch so bad yeah (Yuh)
Can't even give her back to you
That lil bitch stay choosing
She know the words to my music
I wanna fuck let's get to it
In her dm what you doing?
Here imma beat her back up (Say what)
There ain't a ho I can cuff (What)
Pour me a line double cup (No Bap)
Addicted and can't get enough
Don't want your love just lust
Just me there ain't no us
Ain't twin so I can't trust you
Done made that boy look down the muzzle
I'm steppin' on him in some butters
When 12 took the fye got another
I'm counting up racks with my brudda
Put a 10 inna Goyard duffle
Then we switch out them hos on a shuffle
It's too hot in these Bottega puddles
And I'm having this shit off the muscle
Real Shit (Yeah C'mon)
You won't find a ho you show her cash you can't hit (Hell you talm bout)
You won't find a time I wanted some shit and ain't get it (Never ****)
Do what I want with cash I can't die with it (That's on God)
Get her expensive bags if that's my bitch
Ran them racks up (Uh huh)
Brand new pack yeah (It's Chiefa)
That bitch so bad yeah (Yuh)
Lil bitch so bad yeah (Yuh)
Can't even give her back to you
That lil bitch stay choosing
She know the words to my music
I wanna fuck let's get to it
In her dm what you doing?
Here imma beat her back up (Say what)
There ain't a ho I can cuff (What)
Pour me a line double cup (No Bap)
Addicted and can't get enough
Don't want your love just lust
Just me there ain't no us
Ain't twin so I can't trust you
Written by: Jordan-Jamir Ross
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