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WYA, Pt. 2

 

WYA, Pt. 2

(album: Ethernet 2 - 2019)


Notice me, singing my pain just like Jodeci
Notice me, singing my pain just like Jodeci
Notice me, singing my pain just like Jodeci
Hol' up, like

I just popped a xan, can't think about you (Ooh)
Cutting on my wrist in the booth (Ooh)
Yeah, I'm in my feelings, that's true (Yeah)
Rather be dead than with you
Popped two, three percs, now I'm floating on the moon
Fucking on a thot I ain't knew (Okay)
Count a hunnid bands in the room (Okay)
Thumbing through the stacks in my Choos, like
I just popped a xan, can't think about you (I can't think)
Cutting on my wrist in the booth
Yeah, I'm in my feelings, that's true
Rather be dead than with you
Popped two, three percs, now I'm floating on the moon
Fucking on a thot I ain't knew
Count a hunnid bands in the room
Thumbing through the stacks in my Choos, like

Ooh, ooh, ayy
Yeah yuh, yeah yuh
Yeah yuh, yeah yuh (Hol' up, like)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Took a while for you to notice me (Facts)
Singing my pain just like Jodeci (Ooh)
I've been thumbing through bands so ferociously (Ooh)
And I keep them bags just like some groceries (Ooh)
And I'm popping on pills, got me jaded (Facts)
Popping on xans and I'm all in the matrix (Facts)
No, your new nigga can't beat me, he faking
No, you won't fuck with me, baby, stop playing, saying
Now I'm back in my bubble, no muffle, that's depression (Yuh)
Thumbing through the guap, about you I'm not stressing (Yuh)
Kick your shit, check your shit, walking in Giuseppe's
Kick your shit, check your shit, walking in Giuseppe's
But I'm thinking 'bout you on the low-low
Got me all hard copying all these photos
Heard your new nigga, yeah, he so-so (Facts)
He can't fuck you like I do, yeah you know so (Ayy)
Real shit, that's a fact, yeah my heart not intact (Uh)
Thinking 'bout the days I used to fuck it from the back (Uh)
Got me calling on your phone, yeah, I'm asking "where you at?" (Uh)
Calling on your phone, yeah, I'm asking "where you at?"
When you know you need daddy, you can sit upon his lap (Uh)
Bang up on my line, I'ma answer, that's facts (Yeah, okay)
Got me clutching on my fye, I'ma upper on this [?]
Got me clutching on my fye, I'ma upper on this [?]

Like, I just popped a xan, can't think about you (Ooh)
Cutting on my wrist in the booth (Ooh)
Yeah, I'm in my feelings, that's true (Yeah)
Rather be dead than with you
Popped two, three percs, now I'm floating on the moon
Fucking on a thot I ain't knew (Okay)
Count a hunnid bands in the room (Okay)
Thumbing through the stacks in my shoes, like
I just popped a xan, can't think about you (I can't think)
Cutting on my wrist in the booth
Yeah, I'm in my feelings, that's true
Rather be dead than with you
Popped two, three percs, now I'm floating on the moon
Fucking on a thot I ain't knew
Count a hunnid bands in the room
Thumbing through the stacks in my shoes, like

Ooh, ooh, ayy
Yeah yuh, yeah yuh
Yeah yuh, yeah yuh (Hol' up, like)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

I just popped a xan, can't think about you
Cutting on my wrist in the booth
Yeah, I'm in my feelings, that's true
Rather be dead than with you
Popped two, three percs, now I'm floating on the moon
Fucking on a thot I ain't knew
Count a hunnid bands in the room
Thumbing through the stacks in my Choos, like
I just popped a xan, can't think about you

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