Lyrics: Clint Smith
Music: Clint Smith
[Chorus]
Aye, I don't know whatchu thought
I don't know whatchu thought
I don't know whatchu thought, okay
I don't know whatchu thought, aye
I go all 'round my city with a f**kin' 20 ball (Aye)
Most ni**as might get killed for that, not me, okay, oh yuh (Yeah)
I gotta watch my back, 'cause they hate when you on top
The b**ch finna give me brain all night, she a demon with the top
[Verse]
Hey, I spend it all in Saks, okay, I'm a demon with the guap
Aye, no way, I could never stop, when she play my shit it knock
Pour the 4 up in my pop, wait till it drop, wait till [?]
And my locks smell like the guap, [?] she comin' out to my spot
Give her what she want, I said I could not
Flex on the b**ch, I feel like The Rock
Stand on my toes like I'm makin' pop
We playin' the game, we toppin' the charts
I'ma play that b***h, play with her heart
All my way, she going hard
She can't look back from where she start
The bih came up from the boulevard
I can't believe she was foolin' me
The whole time she wasn't foolin' y'all
I put her on my Insta feed
I turn her to a Insta star
[Chorus]
Aye, I don't know whatchu thought
I don't know whatchu thought
I don't know whatchu thought, okay
I don't know whatchu thought, aye
I go all 'round my city with a f**kin' 20 ball (Aye)
Most ni**as might get killed for that, not me, okay, oh yuh (Yeah)
I gotta watch my back, 'cause they hate when you on top
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Aye
Yeah, yeah
I told my b**ch it's time
No we don't wait, don't stand in lines
We tryna eat out, yeah we dine
It was 'bout a quarter past 9
Aye, I order steak and fries
She wanna eat, no [?] is fried
I told my b**ch I'm fried but to wake me up before I die
Yeah