walkfilthy - what im on Lyrics

One call to turn this bitch up out
I'm bout me and you bout them
(Uh-oh)
I'm bout me and you bout them, baby we not the same
I'm bout me and you bout them it's like I waste the game
One call to turn this bitch up out
Lil baby foaming at the mouth
Ain't no lil cameras at the bottom of the map so I drive fast
Bitch I got shit to do don't hit this phone I'm busy when you asked
I stack that dollar up boy flip the pack I'm running up that cash
Yea it's lil filthy up in that whip boy and I'm acting bad
Don't come around if you seen me online it be making me mad
Swear to God I switch it up every time like a navy to seal I'm running the dash
I cut a bitch 0 breaks cause this shit be too easy I'm running it- running it back
Thank god for my 4cup
I a run down your promoter
Off-top, that bitch don't smoke up
9th grade wished I was older
9th grade wished I was colder
Put my brudda on a poster
Used to tell me I was coasting
Blew past them boy you joking
I got the drac on me bae
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Slide in the coupe bitch, you know what we muf*cking on
Say that they looking for filthy boy I got the radar on me like a dog with a bone
Dog with a bone a bitch walking me down
I'm getting bored take a bitch up to chrome
Big ol' lil blunt I be sparking it down
Baddie lil bitch Ima take the ho home
Top to the bottom I'm touching it down
Worldwide lyfestyle f*ck what you on
Worldwide filthy I'm putting it on
Maison Mihara the colorway Bone
F*ck the bitch off that's a cutaway-zone
I feel like Xan get the Cutta-way on
One call to turn this bitch up out
Lil baby foaming at the mouth
Ain't no lil cameras at the bottom of the map so I drive fast
Bitch I got shit to do don't hit this phone I'm busy when you asked
I stack that dollar up boy flip the pack I'm running up that cash