WYO Lyrics

(Ear Drummers)
(This is Noise TV)
Okay, okay, okay

I relapsed on Percs again, Lil' Hova mad at me ('BOOO, 'BOOO)
I'm fightin' a case right now for simple battery (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know you ain't got no ass, but you look good to me (Damn, okay)
Bitches havin' birthday parties at the DoubleTree (Let's go)
Leo off the Don again, she startin' to worry me (Yeah, let's go)
This bitch think I'm jealous of her, she a bird to me (Not the, not the)
Thuggin' at the studio, it feel like church to me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Told that nigga shut his mouth and bring that work to me (It's Leo)

Okay, big KARRAHBOOO (Huh), these bitches scared of you (Pussy)
Just let me know who fuckin' with you, I get 'em knocked off it's on my schedule (On God)
Hoes wanna pop they shit from out of town, I wasn't aware of you (Huh)
I slap one of these hoes down, I'm tellin' the truth, try me, I dare you to (Bitch), pussy
Come on (Huh), I'm on whatever you on (Uh-huh)
Huh, I just touched down in Atlanta (Yeah), that mean I'm back in the zone (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, these hoes wanna be like L-E-O, they clones, I call 'em Tyrone (Ew)
It be the same hoes coppin' pleas, bitch said, "Let bygones be bygones," pussy

Come on, I'm on whatever you on, huh
Come on, I'm on whatever you on, pussy
Come on, I'm on whatever you on, huh
Come on, I'm on whatever you on, pussy

I'm never duckin' no smoke, so if you gotta issue, tell me what you on (Okay, okay)
I'm in the stu' every day, I pull up in the evenin' and leave after dawn (Yeah, it's 'BOOO)
Bitch can't escape me, she muted my page, but her nigga keep playin' my song (What? 'BOOO, 'BOOO)
I'm in the middle of somethin', just send me a text, I can't get to the phone (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know these niggas is chicken, these niggas is tender, they fall off the bone (Damn)
I blocked his page and his number, he call me off TextFree, won't leave me alone (Uh-huh)
Nigga just asked me my age, I told him don't worry, just know that I'm grown (Okay, alright)
I'm in the spot, finna rage, I just told this nigga to lower his tone (Huh)
Ayy, big 'BOOO, you know you my bitch, but I'm tryna ware your ass out for this song (Uh-huh)
Huh, I'm on they ass like a thong, I'm tryna get to the dope like a fund (let's go)
He put his mouth on my hole and inhale (Slut), he treatin' my shit like a bong (Thot)
I'm grabbin' his shit like a mic and I'm tappin' the tip, "Hello, is this thing on?" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, slut)
Told him I'm inside the booth, I'll hit you back later, I'll call you right after this song (Yeah, okay)
He wanna take me to PHIPPS, I told him I'm busy, I gotta postpone (Yeah, damn, damn)
They tryna get on my ass, I ain't even see, I'm not on my phone
I should start teachin' a class on how to be player 'cause I think y'all doin' it wrong (Not the, not the)

Come on, I'm on whatever you on, huh
Come on, I'm on whatever you on, pussy
Come on, I'm on whatever you on, huh
Come on, I'm on whatever you on, pussy