Wifisfuneral - Where I'm Going Lyrics

(Bless U Andy)
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Ayy, why you stay askin' where I'm goin'?
Ain't important, when my phone ringin', baby, I ain't comin' back
On her mattress and I really got her face down
We about to phase out, I'm gon' pull a face out
You the type to f*ck me for my riches (okay, okay, okay)
But you keep it on the low, and probably God could be your witness (okay, okay, okay)
I could never speak up on a witness
If I did it, then I did it, ride around in that two door tinted

Check me off a bean once again (yeah)
We make opps, we don't make friends
Better tuck tight when you ride with your kin
Hollow tip, hollow tip, FN split
Didn't take no Percs, now I feel sick
Okay, you hate that I'm off it (ooh)
We sip Wock', get nauseous (ooh)
Like the clash, we f*ck like a moshpit (yeah)
Man, I get too high way often
Hope you don't tell my mama them (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Too paranoid, I'm off the pill (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got horsepower, shift in third gear inside a Benz
I hold thirty round hollow tips, we tote F&Ns
F*ck is thirty bands? I've been gettin' money from the beginnin'
Niggas ain't really how they feel, it's okay, boy, shit, I get it
We don't make a sound, when that debt man come, we stayin' hidden (okay)
Hope you got your Glocks up (okay)
Hope you got your TECs up (yeah)
We gon' go out, wreck somethin'

Ayy, why you stay askin' where I'm goin'?
Ain't important, when my phone ringin', baby, I ain't comin' back
On her mattress and I really got her face down
We about to phase out, I'm gon' pull a face out
You the type to f*ck me for my riches (okay, okay, okay)
But you keep it on the low, and probably God could be your witness (okay, okay, okay)
I could never speak up on a witness
If I did it, then I did it, ride around in that two door tinted

Why that thot on my line? She steady callin'
With them bands, I'm Julius Erving, dunkin' at the top, lil' boy, I'm ballin'
And I heard them boys wanna kill me, but I'm right here, f*ck that, no stallin'
And I pull up and fire that shit, two seater (skrrt)
Bustin' out the racks, I attract all eaters
Your bitch on her knees, you would thought I was Jesus
Used be down on my dick, now when my sister call me
Get the bands so easy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know you not with the shits
We done killed two of your mans and you still ain't see us (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm so damn high, on Venus (yeah)
Smokin' on gas pack, that's phoenix (yeah)
You ain't even really know I'm beamin' (yeah)
Pop a bean just to change the scenery
Hold on, we get that the hard way
Flippin' all the packs, break out the work down now break the hard away (yeah)
Ballin' like I'm Hardaway (yeah)
Jacket be Moncler I choose to wear, watch what your daughter say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't be no bitch, I catch you slippin', then it's bombs away (mmm, mmm, mmm)

Ayy, why you stay askin' where I'm goin'?
Ain't important, when my phone ringin', baby, I ain't comin' back
On her mattress and I really got her face down
We about to phase out, I'm gon' pull a face out
You the type to f*ck me for my riches (okay, okay, okay)
But you keep it on the low, and probably God could be your witness (okay, okay, okay)
I could never speak up on a witness
If I did it, then I did it, ride around in that two door tinted