What Got Into Me

Letra de What Got Into Me

What Got Into Me [Verse 1] F*** on that bitch for some money, this ain't yo honey I'm a neighborhood junkie, dick in her mouth like a donkey I don't want money, bitch I'm coming for your tummy Woah! Dexter, Dexter, Dexter, Dexter They keep sending me these letters Wait, I don't really give a f*** I'm balling like the fuc*** Bucks Wait, eyes rolling back like The Undertaker F*** your lil bitch, I'm the mask maker Middle finger to the world, yes I will f*** your girl All on my dick like a skirl, I f*** your bitch, you make her pearl Oh shit they can't find me, Yeezys on, he should sign me Remember sittin' right in detention, I ain't have bitches Now I'm whippin' in the kitchen, ballin' so hard, no permission 32 Griffin, run up on me shootin' Pippen You a lil boy, boy you lame as f*** You a lil broke boy, you lame as f*** Yeah I'm balling like the Bucks, you run up on me shootin' stuff [Verse 2] Bitch I'm so high off a molly, all in my jolly Fuc*** bitches on the trolley, all these tats on my body Wait, hold on! Bitch I'm so high off a molly, all in my jolly Fuc*** bitches on the trolley Yeah, Dexter! Bitch I'm so high off a molly, all in my jolly Fuc*** bitches on the trolley, all these tats on my body Geekin' off molly, turning up in the lobby Yeah! Water, water, water, water Get your bitch 'fore I spoil her I will never do her wrong, and she be twerking to my songs I ride with my fam like the Brady Bunch, stop all that hate get some Hater Punch Yeah a ni*** on his grind, two rings and they shine I can't f*** with them, they on other stuff Wait, Fat Daddy wrap 'em up Then we throw him in the trash, a young ni*** got his bag

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