🎵 WYA // by Lil rid

1 ContributorWYA Lyrics [Intro: lil rid] (Watch yo hood) Uh I be textin' her like "Where you at?" "Where you at?" "Where you at?" Where you at [Chorus: lil rid] Where yo ass was at when I pulled up with a stack? (With a stack) Where yo cash was at when you spent it on a Jag'? (On a Jag') (Damn son, Where'd you find this?) Where the hell you at, when you said you had a bag? (Had a bag) Where the fuck you at, like a long game of tag (Game of tag) Black Ops shawty, I gotta load the mag (Load the mag) Lil rid shawty, I'm your number one fan (Number one fan) Lil rid shawty, I'm real 'merican man You know I'm the boss, you know I'm the man (You know I'm the man) [Post-Chorus: lil rid] (Major swag alert!) Damn Fabric on the beat, bitch, uh Whole lotta emeralds, bitch [Verse: lil $crotum) Where these hoes at, when I pull out my sack? (Real trap shit) And I made in, with my motherfuckin' strap Where your bankroll at? Bitch you fuckin' wack Damn Fabric, lil $crotum, coming on the track (Real trap shit) Where these hoes at, man they gon' cap Said where yo ass at, you ain't with that (What, you ain't know?) Yo mama and yo ass gon get clicked-clacked Bitch it's lil $cro and it's lil rid we got that money and we got your motherfuckin' bitch [Chorus: lil rid] Where yo ass was at when I pulled up with a stack? (Bitch) Where yo cash was at when you spent it on a Jag'? Where the hell you at, when you said you had a bag? Where the fuck you at, like a long game of tag Black Ops shawty, I gotta load the mag Lil rid shawty, I'm your number one fan Lil rid shawty, I'm real 'merican man Hol' up [Outro: lil rid] Where you at, where you at Where you at, where you at Where you at (This is trap music)