Jay Burri$$ - W.T.S.B.D Lyrics

Wildin' out, wildin' out, wildin' out, yeah
I got the bag, pockets so fat, obesity
She got the P, I got the D, come freak with me
You on some shit, I'm on some shit, we equally
You rap on the track, I state all the facts, don't speak to me
I got the bag, pockets so fat, obesity
She got the P, I got the D, come freak with me
You on some shit, I'm some shit, we equally
You rap on the track, I state all the facts, don't speak to me
Look, the shit that I spit is legit, nothing to complicate
I think that's the reason that I am receiving about just a lot of hate
They putting out garbage, but think they an artist
So hip-hop is out of date
So I hop on they beat and I bring all the heat
Let them know how I operate
Mic check, boom, I am just a life threat to them
I ain't with the hype shit, smooth, calm shit, cool
F*ck around and break all rules
Hit them with the nightstick move
I was never with the backflips
Wrote music and I spit it now they all know my name
Brother grew up as a fresh prince, not me
I just grew up in a house full of pain
I never straight lose it, I find it and use it
And put it inside this career, I call music
Her friendship I earned it, but then kinda blew it
I fell straight in love ended up looking stupid, stupid
But she still got my heart though, if that was you, you'd dip
But I'm a real man, so I stay and I show up to let her know
I really give a shit
I got the bag, pockets so fat, obesity
She got the P, I got the D, come freak with me
You on some shit, I'm on some shit, we equally, you
Rap on the track, I state all the facts, don't speak to me
I got the bag, pockets so fat, obesity
She got the P, I got the D, come freak with me
You on some shit, I'm on some shit, we equally, you
Rap on the track, I state all the facts, don't speak to me
I got that bag, pockets so fat, obesity
She got the P, I got the D, come freak with me
You on some shit, I'm on some shit, we equally, you
Rap on the track, I state all the facts, don't speak to me