Whatchamacallit (Feat. Luh Tyler) Songtext
Plug
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Dirty clips on everything (Maxo, Maxo) up this Curry then I shoot (Maxo, Maxo)
Luh Tyler only seventeen (Maxo, Maxo) , drinkin' 1942 (Maxo, Maxo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a real trap nigga, baby, I'm so used to ballin' (Uh-huh)
Catch me hoppin' out that what's her name, smokin' on whatchamacallit (Yeah)
Neck and wrist, it come from Johnny Dang, I'm wet up like a faucet (Splash)
Like a dentist, I be flossin' (Uh-huh), stuffin' racks off in my closet (For real)
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Dirty clips on everything (Maxo, Maxo) up this Curry then I shoot (Maxo, Maxo)
Luh Tyler only seventeen (Maxo, Maxo) , drinkin' 1942 (Maxo, Maxo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a real trap nigga, baby, I'm so used to ballin' (Uh-huh)
Catch me hoppin' out that what's her name, smokin' on whatchamacallit (Yeah)
Neck and wrist, it come from Johnny Dang, I'm wet up like a faucet (Splash)
Like a dentist, I be flossin' (Uh-huh), stuffin' racks off in my closet (For real)
Stuffin' racks off in my closet, chasin' racks, bitch, I'm exhausted (Bitch, I'm exhausted)
He want a fee, just know it's costin' (Just know it's costin')
Go throw a pack, lil' bronem moss it (Bro, you gotta moss it)
Boy, you ain't tryna get no cake (Cake), man, I swear these niggas lost it (These niggas crazy Maxo)
My bitches mean, oh yeah, they bossy, racks in my jeans, bitch, I be saucin' (Maxo)
Ain't no discussion, do no cuffin'
Flip a ho then Tyler toss 'em (Uh-huh)
Bullets drummin' like percussion
Opps play dead just like a possum
You know we strapped up in the field
Just like a stripper, up them poles (Uh-huh)
Shit, I buss that F&N or my Baby Draco (Or my Baby Draco)
Yeah, make your face go (Frrt)
Bullets hot, they fuego (Plug)
I wake up and chase dough (On God)
You wake up and chase hoes
You talking 'bout bands, I make those
They be tryna take my flow They drop them bands, we hit the road (We hit the road)
Yeah, rock out at my shows (Rock out at my shows)
Yeah, pop out with that dope (With that dope), nigga, racks in my jeans (In my jeans)
Took a nigga bitch, he sick, like he ain't take the vaccine
No, I don't know about these jits, but we gon' bring that bag in (We gon' bring that bag in)
I got like twenty stuffed up in my jeans, that's why I'm saggin' (That's why I'm saggin')
Matte black Lambo filled with ammo, this is not a fuckin' rental
We tote cutter like some scissors, draw down with lead just like a pencil (Alright)
Infrared to his head, pop a pussy like a menstrual (Woah-woah)
Give me head, spread them legs (Huh), beat that pussy, instrumental (Uh-huh)
Dirty clips on everythin', up this Curry then I shoot
Luh Tyler only seventeen, drinkin' 1942 (Yeah)
Good thot hoes suck and fuck the gang, told that bitch to chew the crew
Persona money what I bang (Maxo, Maxo), show you what that money do (Maxo, Maxo)
I'm a real trap nigga, baby, I'm so used to ballin' (Uh-huh)
Catch me hoppin' out that what's her name, smokin' on whatchamacallit (Yeah)
Neck and wrist, it come from Johnny Dang, I'm wet up like a faucet
Like a dentist, I be flossin' (Maxo, Maxo), stuffin' racks off in my closet (Maxo, Maxo)
Stuffin' racks off in my closet, chasin' racks, bitch, I'm exhausted
He want a fee, just know it's costin'
Go throw a pack, lil' bronem moss it
Boy, you ain't tryna get no cake (Cake), man, I swear these niggas lost it
My bitches mean, oh yeah, they bossy, racks in my jeans, bitch, I be saucin'
Infrared to his head, pop a pussy like a menstrual (Yeah, yeah)
Give me head, spread them legs, beat that pussy, instrumental (Woah-woah)
Dirty clips on everythin', up this Curry then I shoot(Woah-woah)
Luh Tyler only seventeen, drinkin' 1942
They drop them bands, we hit the road
Yeah, rock out at my shows
Yeah, pop out with that dope, nigga, racks in my jeans
Took a nigga bitch, he sick, like he ain't take the vaccine
No, I don't know about these jits, but we gon' bring that bag in
He want a fee, just know it's costin' (Just know it's costin')
Go throw a pack, lil' bronem moss it (Bro, you gotta moss it)
Boy, you ain't tryna get no cake (Cake), man, I swear these niggas lost it (These niggas crazy Maxo)
My bitches mean, oh yeah, they bossy, racks in my jeans, bitch, I be saucin' (Maxo)
Ain't no discussion, do no cuffin'
Flip a ho then Tyler toss 'em (Uh-huh)
Bullets drummin' like percussion
Opps play dead just like a possum
You know we strapped up in the field
Just like a stripper, up them poles (Uh-huh)
Shit, I buss that F&N or my Baby Draco (Or my Baby Draco)
Yeah, make your face go (Frrt)
Bullets hot, they fuego (Plug)
I wake up and chase dough (On God)
You wake up and chase hoes
You talking 'bout bands, I make those
They be tryna take my flow They drop them bands, we hit the road (We hit the road)
Yeah, rock out at my shows (Rock out at my shows)
Yeah, pop out with that dope (With that dope), nigga, racks in my jeans (In my jeans)
Took a nigga bitch, he sick, like he ain't take the vaccine
No, I don't know about these jits, but we gon' bring that bag in (We gon' bring that bag in)
I got like twenty stuffed up in my jeans, that's why I'm saggin' (That's why I'm saggin')
Matte black Lambo filled with ammo, this is not a fuckin' rental
We tote cutter like some scissors, draw down with lead just like a pencil (Alright)
Infrared to his head, pop a pussy like a menstrual (Woah-woah)
Give me head, spread them legs (Huh), beat that pussy, instrumental (Uh-huh)
Dirty clips on everythin', up this Curry then I shoot
Luh Tyler only seventeen, drinkin' 1942 (Yeah)
Good thot hoes suck and fuck the gang, told that bitch to chew the crew
Persona money what I bang (Maxo, Maxo), show you what that money do (Maxo, Maxo)
I'm a real trap nigga, baby, I'm so used to ballin' (Uh-huh)
Catch me hoppin' out that what's her name, smokin' on whatchamacallit (Yeah)
Neck and wrist, it come from Johnny Dang, I'm wet up like a faucet
Like a dentist, I be flossin' (Maxo, Maxo), stuffin' racks off in my closet (Maxo, Maxo)
Stuffin' racks off in my closet, chasin' racks, bitch, I'm exhausted
He want a fee, just know it's costin'
Go throw a pack, lil' bronem moss it
Boy, you ain't tryna get no cake (Cake), man, I swear these niggas lost it
My bitches mean, oh yeah, they bossy, racks in my jeans, bitch, I be saucin'
Infrared to his head, pop a pussy like a menstrual (Yeah, yeah)
Give me head, spread them legs, beat that pussy, instrumental (Woah-woah)
Dirty clips on everythin', up this Curry then I shoot(Woah-woah)
Luh Tyler only seventeen, drinkin' 1942
They drop them bands, we hit the road
Yeah, rock out at my shows
Yeah, pop out with that dope, nigga, racks in my jeans
Took a nigga bitch, he sick, like he ain't take the vaccine
No, I don't know about these jits, but we gon' bring that bag in
