WTF

[Intro: Valee] Bitch bad, she a vibe, I ain't never lie My bitch said she ain't lyin', she ain't never fly (Mm) My bitch bad, she a vibe, I ain't never lie My bitch said she ain't lyin' [Chorus: Valee] I should wrap it green, try my luck (Uh) First of, uh, first of all, yeah (La musica de Harry Fraud) First of all, what the uh (What?) First of all, what the uh, what the fuck? (Uh) My bitch bad, she a vibe, I ain't never lie My bitch said she ain't lyin', she ain't never fly My bitch bad, stomach flat like TV Vlad My bitch bad, stomach flat like a floormat when it's flat [Verse 1: Valee] My bitch mad, when I leave out and I be like, "I'll be back" That Louis bag, that's my alibeebee, why would we want that? We walk in store and ballin', but not hoopin', we don't want no stats I'm gеttin' a lot of mouth from my new bitch, but I don't want no plaque Yo bitch is, one, two, three, four, fivе, six, seven days a week inside That Mercedes, we wrapped it, but it's not for me, I want it black I spent a lot on upkeep, I forgot I'm gettin' more mouth than duck beak, Aflac Pocket full of blue hundies, came out with two knots (Two knots) I keep tool out tonight, tonight The drum get emptied like dreads pull out tonight, tonight (Pull out) I get neck like bring the drool out tonight, tonight (Drool out) She get wet like bring the pool out tonight, tonight Every kiss begins with K, we could do this, bitch, you cannot complain Not dealin' with that no more Every kiss begins with K, we could do this, bitch, you cannot complain (No more) [Chorus: Valee] My bitch bad, she a vibe, I ain't never lie My bitch said she ain't lyin', she ain't never fly (Yup) First of all, what the uh First of all, what the uh, what the fuck? [Verse 2: Twista] Ready to compete, and I gotta stay ready to eat Like I'm in the belly of the beast, niggas rally in defeat When I'm spittin' for the alley and the streets Soon as I have Valee on the beat, ready to get it in Tryna decide I pick a bitch, which style do I wanna recommend Gotta hit him on the chin, blocka, blocka and forget the pen Fuck it, I'ma do it like this then First of all, I be so cool, but still it do be hate (Why?) Maybe 'cause I carry two guns in a Louis case (Or) Maybe 'cause when girls see me, they make they booty shake (Or) Maybe 'cause my diamonds real and all they Gucci fake (Ooh) Maybe 'cause I get up in the mental (Yeah), go hard when I get an instrumental (Yeah) Steppin' on the competition like a Timbo (Yeah) When I do another rhythm with the tempo (Yeah) Or keep it super simple and still I get my dinero No matter because the beat make me sound like a superhero Let the wolf out, tonight, tonight Howlin' at the moon because it's full out, tonight, tonight Batman coupe I'm 'bout to pull out, tonight, tonight Valee and Twista act a fool out, tonight, tonight Chicago