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W.W.W.Y.L (What's Wrong With Your Life) [feat. Flvcko Cobain] Video (MV)






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Roll up so much dope, lids stay low, can't open my eyes
Life's a race, stay in first place if I win I get that prize
Nowadays, I don't trust a bitch cuz these hoes love to tell lies
You ain't bout getting money, what the f*cks wrong with your life
I be smoking on zas, that shit keep me high as a kite
Bitch took off her bra, then I suck her titties dry
If you hit my phone with f*ck shit then I swear I won't reply
I stay real as f*ck I with am with the games, no Bandai
All I know is chase that bag, gotta get money like rabbi
Took your bitch, run an Amtrak with a couple more hoes on sight
I don't switch, I just spit facts, I see through haters like sprite
All of my friends are dead, I don't like niggas like a dyke
You ain't gang, you expendable like Wesley Snipes
Yeah, my future like vvs, bright as headlights
I don't like boojie bitches, hate hoes that are uptight
All my life I had people watching me like spies
Move like Mike, I take flight, you below me, you glide
Blowing up like suicide, now these haters all surprised
Me and this bitch catch a vibe, then she eat me like a pie
Yeah, I get to that bag and I flip it like Muay Thai

Roll up so much dope, lids stay low, can't open my eyes
Life's a race, stay in first place if I win I get that prize
Nowadays, I don't trust a bitch cuz these hoes love to tell lies
You ain't bout getting money, what the f*cks wrong with your life

Kush on my chest, i can barely inhale
Flvcko the villain, yeah i came from hell
Young nigga showboat, that bitch ride myself
Dropped out of college, now i ride them bells
Niggas is police, you know they gone tell
Used to serve niggas, i didn't have scales
Finna put four lines in my ginger ale
Closed it up tight and then i shake it well
Selfish ass nigga, keep drugs to myself
Don't owe a nigga, i just owe myself
If you don't know nothing just know yourself
Remember when bitches had put me on shelf
Now them same bitches is all in my hair

Roll up so much dope, lids stay low, can't open my eyes
Life's a race, stay in first place if I win I get that prize
Nowadays, I don't trust a bitch cuz these hoes love to tell lies
You ain't bout getting money, what the f*cks wrong with your life
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Roll up so much dope, lids stay low, can't open my eyes
Life's a race, stay in first place if I win I get that prize
Nowadays, I don't trust a bitch cuz these hoes love to tell lies
You ain't bout getting money, what the f*cks wrong with your life
I be smoking on zas, that shit keep me high as a kite
Bitch took off her bra, then I suck her titties dry
If you hit my phone with f*ck shit then I swear I won't reply
I stay real as f*ck I with am with the games, no Bandai
All I know is chase that bag, gotta get money like rabbi
Took your bitch, run an Amtrak with a couple more hoes on sight
I don't switch, I just spit facts, I see through haters like sprite
All of my friends are dead, I don't like niggas like a dyke
You ain't gang, you expendable like Wesley Snipes
Yeah, my future like vvs, bright as headlights
I don't like boojie bitches, hate hoes that are uptight
All my life I had people watching me like spies
Move like Mike, I take flight, you below me, you glide
Blowing up like suicide, now these haters all surprised
Me and this bitch catch a vibe, then she eat me like a pie
Yeah, I get to that bag and I flip it like Muay Thai

Roll up so much dope, lids stay low, can't open my eyes
Life's a race, stay in first place if I win I get that prize
Nowadays, I don't trust a bitch cuz these hoes love to tell lies
You ain't bout getting money, what the f*cks wrong with your life

Kush on my chest, i can barely inhale
Flvcko the villain, yeah i came from hell
Young nigga showboat, that bitch ride myself
Dropped out of college, now i ride them bells
Niggas is police, you know they gone tell
Used to serve niggas, i didn't have scales
Finna put four lines in my ginger ale
Closed it up tight and then i shake it well
Selfish ass nigga, keep drugs to myself
Don't owe a nigga, i just owe myself
If you don't know nothing just know yourself
Remember when bitches had put me on shelf
Now them same bitches is all in my hair

Roll up so much dope, lids stay low, can't open my eyes
Life's a race, stay in first place if I win I get that prize
Nowadays, I don't trust a bitch cuz these hoes love to tell lies
You ain't bout getting money, what the f*cks wrong with your life
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Writer: Khyron Henry
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