Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Look
It get real in the field
Yeah it's ugly
I put half a baby in it
Now you stuck with me
Sipping bubbly
I ain't doing no chasing
Let's ops come around
Yeah I'm strapped like laces
Treat a lady like a lady
A hoe like a Queen
Buy you nice things
Yeah you know
That's slight tings
Trying to get this money
I can't do no wifing
Take her home
Lay her down
Make a movie spike lee
Ride for your nigga
If you bout it
No f*cks given
You can take it
Where you found it
In that pussy drowning
Had to catch myself
I don't do no talking
Sneezed had to bless myself
I'm tired of these games
Throwing salt on my name
Loyalty a word
Watch how fast
He going Change
Bullets got names
And I don't got aim
Another rapper dead
Sold his soul for the fame
Yeah I'm trying
To hop out that range
All white like cocaine
Then I hit the booth
Im cooking lomein
Hop out that range
All white like cocaine
Then I hit the booth
I'm cooking lomein
Gone
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Wheaux Knows - Where You Going (feat. Vintage Spinach) Lyrics
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Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Look
It get real in the field
Yeah it's ugly
I put half a baby in it
Now you stuck with me
Sipping bubbly
I ain't doing no chasing
Let's ops come around
Yeah I'm strapped like laces
Treat a lady like a lady
A hoe like a Queen
Buy you nice things
Yeah you know
That's slight tings
Trying to get this money
I can't do no wifing
Take her home
Lay her down
Make a movie spike lee
Ride for your nigga
If you bout it
No f*cks given
You can take it
Where you found it
In that pussy drowning
Had to catch myself
I don't do no talking
Sneezed had to bless myself
I'm tired of these games
Throwing salt on my name
Loyalty a word
Watch how fast
He going Change
Bullets got names
And I don't got aim
Another rapper dead
Sold his soul for the fame
Yeah I'm trying
To hop out that range
All white like cocaine
Then I hit the booth
Im cooking lomein
Hop out that range
All white like cocaine
Then I hit the booth
I'm cooking lomein
Gone
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Look
It get real in the field
Yeah it's ugly
I put half a baby in it
Now you stuck with me
Sipping bubbly
I ain't doing no chasing
Let's ops come around
Yeah I'm strapped like laces
Treat a lady like a lady
A hoe like a Queen
Buy you nice things
Yeah you know
That's slight tings
Trying to get this money
I can't do no wifing
Take her home
Lay her down
Make a movie spike lee
Ride for your nigga
If you bout it
No f*cks given
You can take it
Where you found it
In that pussy drowning
Had to catch myself
I don't do no talking
Sneezed had to bless myself
I'm tired of these games
Throwing salt on my name
Loyalty a word
Watch how fast
He going Change
Bullets got names
And I don't got aim
Another rapper dead
Sold his soul for the fame
Yeah I'm trying
To hop out that range
All white like cocaine
Then I hit the booth
Im cooking lomein
Hop out that range
All white like cocaine
Then I hit the booth
I'm cooking lomein
Gone
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Where you going
Where you been
Somebody told me
That you riding with your friends
I been scoping
I been posted
In the Benz
I was hoping maybe
We can get it in girl
Writer: Shad Moore, Shaquille Hurd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid