Mike Will Made-It - W Y O (What You On) (Feat. Young Thug)

Mike Willy with me nigga
Thugger, Thugger, baby
I'm out in the booth eating candy and shit
Can't get enough, Ransom
Can't get enough
Eeeeeeeeeeeee, brrrrap

I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome brrrt, brrrt
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home skrrt
No matter what, you can't take me off the throne
Ayy, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on Yeah, yeah
What you on Yeah, yeah
What you on
Ayy, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on Yeah, yeah
What you on
What you on
Yeah, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on

That was a mistake
I didn't mean to say that 'scuse me
I fuck on that bitch
And she don't tell no one, I don't play that shhh
I'm real, I just told you
So you can know where your lil' bae at what
And if you ever play about that lil' bitch
I'll beat you like where Zay at do it
They say no one do it better
Motor geeked up all etcetera nah, skrrt
Hop out with thousands of predators
I'm hungry, I want some competitors
And that shit get fly like a pelican brrrt
I'm in LA, I want me some editors
Don't step on this landmine
I'm geeked out my mind, I'm not mankind
But this stick I'ma blast mine brrrt
Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine she classy
Chanel first, no you can't last mine nah
Didn't I tell you 'bout that last time
I'm eatin' so good, it's that crab time
I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine
Barter 6, nigga, halftime, halftime blatt

I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome brrrrt
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home bye
No matter what, you can't take me off the throne no
Ayy, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on What you askin'
What you on What you wan' do
What you on
Ayy, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on
What you on Fuck is you on
What you on
Yeah, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on

Pull up on a bitch, in that foreign with exhaust skrrt
I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk
No, I'm not from Texas but I pull up kickin' sauce ooh wee
Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost fuck in
I stuff that bitch in a fender bender yeah
Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner agh
Fuck the police, man they tryin' to kill us fuck 'em
But I think they know that them slimes are killers SLIME
Yeah, I think they know that them slimes are thriller know it
The lots and lots lots of niggas
Fuck em all like we some thottie niggas fuck 'em
I need four wheels like a tri cycle skrrt
Fuck on her friend and she know it, she know it
I bought a Jag' and then show it, then show it
'Cause I really love it, didn't do it to show it
Bought a G Wag for my boys, my boys
Fuck a car note, I don't owe her nothing oh
Lactose intolerant, bae I'm spoiled, I'm spoiled
Take me some bars and take off to the stars braaat
I done got so high, man, I think I see God Hey, baby

I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome brrrt, brrrt
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home forget me
No matter what, you can't take me off the throne no
Ayy, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on
What you on What you on
What you on What you on
What you on
Ayy, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on I do
What you on What are you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah, I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on

Pull up on your bitch in that foreign with exhausts skrrt
Pull up on your bitch in that foreign with exhausts skrrt
Pull up on your bitch in that foreign with exhausts skrrt
With exhausts skrrt with exhausts skrrt