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baby j (rre) – wtf lyrics

[intro]
yeah, n+gga
road runnin’, ent
(rre)
baby j n+gga (banginonthebeat)

[chorus]
who the f+ck you n+ggas speakin’ on? (who?)
who+who+who the f+ck is the only n+gga down to slide when the beef was on? (n+gga)
who the f+ck you n+ggas sneak dissin’?
who the f+ck you think left that one n+gga with his t++th missin’? (ha)
who the f+ck is all these new n+ggas? (who is you?)
who+who the f+ck you think ridin’ all through the town tryna’ shoot n+ggas? (grah grah)
who the f+ck is lil’ baby j? (n+gga)
who the f+ck, who the f+ck? n+gga, stay up in yo’ f+ckin’ lane

[verse 1]
now who the f+ck got a problem with me? (who?)
name a n+gga from my set that ain’t down to catch a body with me (pick one)
now who the f+ck said they givin’ smoke? (where it’s at?)
the last time that i checked, we was thе ones making n+ggas choke (n+ggas turnin’ now)
now who the f+ck said my n+ggas brokе? (who?)
the feds indicted the team
said we was sellin’ p’s and cookin’ coke (n+ggas snitchin’)
now who the f+ck said i ain’t next to blow? (huh)
i’m the next filthy rich ’round this b+tch ‘case you didn’t know (that’s how i feel)
who the f+ck said i can’t break a ho? (n+gga)
i ain’t even gotta f+ck, just off my looks she gon’ make me dough (she choose)
blowin’ peanut this designer smoke (expensive)
who the f+ck said this a drought on the woods?
i buy ’em by the fours
you got perkys, need a lot of those (n+gga)
i done wasted too much time in the pen playin’ dominoes (free my n+ggas)
now who the f+ck ever seen me froze?
i ain’t ever hesitated in my life to let a heater blow (huh)
[chorus]
who the f+ck you n+ggas speakin’ on? (who?)
who+who+who the f+ck is the only n+gga down to slide when the beef was on? (n+gga)
who the f+ck you n+ggas sneak dissin’?
who the f+ck you think left that one n+gga with his t++th missin’? (ha)
who the f+ck is all these new n+ggas? (who is you?)
who+who the f+ck you think ridin’ all through the town tryna’ shoot n+ggas? (grah, grah)
who the f+ck is lil’ baby j? (n+gga)
who the f+ck, who the f+ck? n+gga, stay up in yo’ f+ckin’ lane (skrrt, skrtt+skrrt)

[verse 2]
now where the b+tches tryna’ get a bag? (b+tch)
and who the f+ck told you love don’t got a price tag? (b+tch)
road runnin’, b+tch, we need it fast
i got a thousand pack off fentanyl, i’m finna blast (skrrt, skrrt)
now who the f+ck said my n+ggas last?
i been home four months and left y’all in the past (broke ass n+ggas)
so who the f+ck sittin’ on that cash?
call up dolo and them
it’s bout to be a last (tear it off)
now who the f+ck you n+ggas sleepin’ on? (n+gga)
before my momma died she told me, “leave them streets alone” (rest in peace)
yeah she told me, “leave them streets alone”
but there was some sh+t i had to learn to be a man
she couldn’t teach at home (i’m sorry, mama)
now who the f+ck speakin’ on the team? (who?)
like we ain’t totin fn’s and fully glocks with the green beams (free peez n+gga)
now who the f+ck is double+r e?
sh+t, we the hottests in the streets, lil’ n+gga
if you ask me
[chorus]
who the f+ck you n+ggas speakin’ on? (who?)
who+who+who the f+ck is the only n+gga down to slide when the beef was on? (n+gga)
who the f+ck you n+ggas sneak dissin’?
who the f+ck you think left that one n+gga with his t++th missin’? (ha)
who the f+ck is all these new n+ggas? (who is you?)
who+who the f+ck you think ridin’ all through the town tryna’ shoot n+ggas? (grah grah)
who the f+ck is lil’ baby j? (n+gga)
who the f+ck, who the f+ck? n+gga, stay up in yo’ f+ckin’ lane

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