Moneybagg Yo – Wat3va I'm Wit Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo – Wat3va I'm Wit Lyrics
Wat3va I'm Wit
Moneybagg Yo
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    "Wat3va I'm Wit." - Moneybagg Yo

    Album: 43VA HEARTLESS
    Track No: 12
    Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
    I'm doin' what your last **** could never
    Fuck up the stove, blow a bag when I'm with her
    Whatever you want, you can get it
    Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar
    Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter
    My ride or die she told me it's whatever
    You make me better
    She with whatever I'm with
    Might hit us a lick, then fuck on a bitch
    She with whatever I'm with
    We ballin' together, we both gon' assist
    She with whatever I'm with
    She ridin' with me, we never gon' stop
    She with whatever I'm with
    Ain't worried 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot
    Don't need a pen, this a vocal love letter
    I shot my shot at you like a Beretta
    See somethin' else I like and tell you go at her
    Why cheat when we can just fuck her together?
    Know all my shit but she far from a groupie
    Redbone syndrome, bought her some rubies
    Hold onto me tight, don't let go or you'll lose me
    Got shot by cupid, he must had a UZI (Grr)
    That Fashion Nova got her lookin' sexy
    She don't get what she want, she gon' call me petty
    When I walk through the door she like, "Let me smell it"
    Put it in her belly, every time we sexin', ugh (Ugh)
    Okay (Okay)
    Eat on me like I'm an entree (Right now)
    We in a car at a fourway (Seat back)
    Pussy so cold, like a snow day (Yeah, yeah)
    She the headliner ain't no number two (Two)
    Do I love her? Shit, I think I do (Do)
    Fuck these hoes, all I want is you (You)
    Fuck these hoes, all I want is you (Fuck these hoes)
    I'm her type, she like thuggish **** (Me)
    Perfect frame, guess I fit the picture (Bag)
    With what I'm with, like a gang member
    She don't fight my bitches, she gon' hang with us
    Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
    I'm doin' what your last **** could never
    Fuck up the stove, blow a bag when I'm with her
    Whatever you want, you can get it
    Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar
    Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter
    My ride or die she told me it's whatever
    You make me better
    She with whatever I'm with
    Might hit us a lick, then fuck on a bitch
    She with whatever I'm with
    We ballin' together, we both gon' assist
    She with whatever I'm with
    She ridin' with me, we never gon' stop
    She with whatever I'm with
    Ain't worried 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot
    Yeah (Yeah)
    Body goals, like you fell outta heaven
    I like to gas you up, 7 Eleven
    Lookin' some like a snake in a beverage
    Take what I'm offerin', just like a reverend
    Say she don't care nothin' 'bout my status (Nope)
    I'm in charge and she understand it
    Not a stick shift, she automatic (Skrrt)
    Drive a Benz and she rock a Patek
    If a **** ain't right she gon' put it in my ear
    And she hate it when I pull up, fuck on her, disappear
    So familiar with my scent, she can smell it when I'm nervous
    And you know she locked in, shawty watched me shed a tear
    All that talkin' tough, we ain't on that shit (Nope)
    My lil' gangsta, she'll pistol whip a ****' bitch
    More realer than these ****, she don't play this shit (At all)
    Tell her something, she gon' do it now
    Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
    I'm doin' what your last **** could never
    Fuck up the stove, blow a bag when I'm with her
    Whatever you want, you can get it
    Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar
    Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter
    My ride or die she told me it's whatever
    You make me better
    She with whatever I'm with
    Might hit us a lick, then fuck on a bitch
    She with whatever I'm with
    We ballin' together, we both gon' assist
    She with whatever I'm with
    She ridin' with me, we never gon' stop
    She with whatever I'm with
    Ain't worried 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot
    Yeah

    Writer(s): Demario White, Dyllan McKinney & Robert Gullatt.

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