Ham Sandwich (USA), Oddwin, Dedboii Kez - WYA? lyrics
[Ham Sandwich USA, Oddwin, Dedboii Kez - WYA? lyrics]
Where'd that boy go? (Ayo Oddwin)
Uh! I just pulled up to his block (Yessir)
Where'd that boy go?
(I swear I saw him the other day)
I just pulled up at his spot (Yessir)
Where'd that boy go?
(I swear he was right here the other day)
I been posted round the clock (Uh huh)
Where'd that boy go?
(I been waiting here for damn near an hour)
At his house, knock-knock (Who is it?)
Where'd that boy go?
(That's crazy, I swear he used to live here)
Old boy had skip town 'cause he
Heard I'm on the way (Damn)
Everybody heard that he'd gonе away (Damn)
That's a shame now everybody know that hе
A mother fucking lame
Try to get up in my lane
He was talking hella shit
When we pulled up to his addy
He deserved it hella quick
Pussy boy talk tough
He though he was relevant
He would get his fit and spin
It like washing some delicates
Take his bitch, nut up in her eye
She watching hella kids
Why she tryna fuck with me
But with you she was celibate
You think she was selling it
She ain't even hesitant
Suck it down one gulp
She built like a pelican
If you pull up right now
I might be benevolent
But if you still try to duck me
I'm setting a precedent
We gon' hit up all your homies, your brodies
Your relatives
And we might just leave you living
For the hell of it bitch Boy
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Imma hit you in your motha-fucking hat nigga
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Imma hit you in your motha-fucking cap nigga
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Imma shoot you in your
Motha-fucking back nigga where you at nigga?
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Where you at nigga? WHERE YOU AT?
Yuh, where the fuck he at?
I was talking with my strap while
He was talking out his ass
I done shot him twenty times
And that ain't even half the mag
I'm the bi boy from the block
And my chopper’s a fucking spaz
I'm sorry if you get mad
Your life will probably flash
We pull up like Men In Black
Your life is a fucking joke
So I gotta keep me a bat
Fuckers with all the comments
So what I talk when I rap
Oh slatt, he a dweeb bitch he play D&D
Tryna say that he like me
Tryna tell me who to be
But I know boys locked in the dungeon
Who kept the Draco in the streets
While you was locked up in your house
I was out homeless with the heat
Seemed like every fucking day was a
Struggle for me to eat
And I ain't running for your pockets
So bitch better pay the fee
Bitch, where the fuck were you when
Your bitch was gobbling me?
Laid out, flat body
Put the heat to his teeth
Ugh, Uh where'd that boy go?
(I swear I saw him the other day man)
I just pulled up on his block (Yessir)
Where'd that boy go?
(I swear he was right here the other day)
Uh! I just pulled up to his block (Yessir)
Where'd that boy go?
(I swear I saw him the other day)
I just pulled up at his spot (Yessir)
Where'd that boy go?
(I swear he was right here the other day)
I been posted round the clock (Uh huh)
Where'd that boy go?
(I been waiting here for damn near an hour)
At his house, knock-knock (Who is it?)
Where'd that boy go?
(That's crazy, I swear he used to live here)
Old boy had skip town 'cause he
Heard I'm on the way (Damn)
Everybody heard that he'd gonе away (Damn)
That's a shame now everybody know that hе
A mother fucking lame
Try to get up in my lane
He was talking hella shit
When we pulled up to his addy
He deserved it hella quick
Pussy boy talk tough
He though he was relevant
He would get his fit and spin
It like washing some delicates
Take his bitch, nut up in her eye
She watching hella kids
Why she tryna fuck with me
But with you she was celibate
You think she was selling it
She ain't even hesitant
Suck it down one gulp
She built like a pelican
If you pull up right now
I might be benevolent
But if you still try to duck me
I'm setting a precedent
We gon' hit up all your homies, your brodies
Your relatives
And we might just leave you living
For the hell of it bitch Boy
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Imma hit you in your motha-fucking hat nigga
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Imma hit you in your motha-fucking cap nigga
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Imma shoot you in your
Motha-fucking back nigga where you at nigga?
Where you at nigga? Where you at nigga?
Where you at nigga? WHERE YOU AT?
Yuh, where the fuck he at?
I was talking with my strap while
He was talking out his ass
I done shot him twenty times
And that ain't even half the mag
I'm the bi boy from the block
And my chopper’s a fucking spaz
I'm sorry if you get mad
Your life will probably flash
We pull up like Men In Black
Your life is a fucking joke
So I gotta keep me a bat
Fuckers with all the comments
So what I talk when I rap
Oh slatt, he a dweeb bitch he play D&D
Tryna say that he like me
Tryna tell me who to be
But I know boys locked in the dungeon
Who kept the Draco in the streets
While you was locked up in your house
I was out homeless with the heat
Seemed like every fucking day was a
Struggle for me to eat
And I ain't running for your pockets
So bitch better pay the fee
Bitch, where the fuck were you when
Your bitch was gobbling me?
Laid out, flat body
Put the heat to his teeth
Ugh, Uh where'd that boy go?
(I swear I saw him the other day man)
I just pulled up on his block (Yessir)
Where'd that boy go?
(I swear he was right here the other day)