WDYW

WDYW -Carnage /Lil Uzi Vert /A $AP Ferg /Rich The Kid
Written by ：D.Blackmon /D.Ferguson /E.Brown /D.Roger /D.Brown
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty -forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
What do you want
Like whatchu want like what do you want
What do you want
Whatchu want let a ni**a know
Let a ni**a know let a ni**a know
You get hit 40ll hurt you
I got your ***** on me
And your mama on me and she birth you
BlowinUzi Im just off the shits
Got your ***** on me she all-all on the ****
I get so turnt up countinthese bands bands
I dont give a motha**** I am the man
Stay down with mad *****s your girl my baby
Im ****inon I am too lazy
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
What do you want
Like whatchu want like what do you want
What do you want
Whatchu want let a ni**a know
Let a ni**a know
Fergy gonna get em youngindoinbetter
Uzi with Uzi hit him through the leather
Black panther party huey with the leather
Feel like Im him with the cheddar
Put em in the soup portobello
Hit him in the head through his cerebellum
Ni**a better tell him my uncle OG with a mother****infelon
Hell dead him in a second if I tell him
Spoke to number nine fore he went to jail and
He was on his way to his dreams
Then his dreams started derailing from a weapon
These kids I try tell em
Dont get caught with the weapon
Hip hop police on the gram
And they cant wait to get em
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
What do you want
Like whatchu want like what do you want
What do you want
Whatchu want let a ni**a know
Let a ni**a know let a ni**a know
Trap he smoking on midnight gas
Finessing a ni**a with pounds of the swag
My *****es they bustinyou *****s you cuffin
I trap out the bando them onions
Whatchu want whatchu want my ni**a
Im booted them Xans wrappinthe bricks in saran
You dont want problems
***** I got choppers Afghanistan
Migo gang A$AP mob he might **** around get robbed
30gold chains I flex but I aint ever had no job
Turn twenty to a fifty
Tryna jump at rich the kid diamonds dancinlike Diddy
I trap in the kitchen with Whitney Actavis killinmy kidneys
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-fortyhit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
I turn five to a ten
I turn twenty to a fifty
Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
What do you want
Like whatchu want like what do you want
What do you want
Whatchu want let a ni**a know
Let a ni**a know