Wya wyo Video (MV)

Where you at what you on Tell me what you need, I got it all, just got it in my phone
Been on my grind know it's my time I know I'm born to ball
We too close to be in some beef, why you don't answer calls
You supposed to be in the streets, why you gon' talk to law

You don't mean nothin', now you gon' tell it all
Know it's my young he sellin' fentanyl
Been in these streets all day, all night I need some
Adderall
Tell me is it really I know it's fake that shit be killing me

Yeah he part the team and shit to go and kill for free
See im winnin', they ain't feelin' me, they
Out here envy' me They see Red rum, they might call a penalty
Country boy, know I'm out here runnin' through these cornfields

Money up I can't have a hunnid, I need more mils
Finesse a bitch, havin' on the road, sellin' cornmeal
On the road till I hear labels saying 4 mill

In the city, I feel comfortable from the north still
Bro a feind feel like a demon off of four pills
He gon' leave a flat, yeah, yeah, call him tortilla
Pull a Panoramic, I don't know, boys hate me here

Pull a Panoramic, I don't know, boys hate me here
Oh yeah, where you at what you on
Tell me what you need, I got it all, just gotta hit my phone
Been on my grind I been on time I know I'm born to ball

We to close to be in some beef why you don't answer calls
You supposed to be in the streets, why you gon' talk to law
You don't mean nothin', now you gon' tell it all
Know it's my young, he selling fentanyl

Been in these streets all day, all night, I need some adderall