wifisfuneral - WYA pt. 2

wifisfuneral - WYA pt. 2
June 26th, 2019
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New music from wifisfuneral "WYA pt. 2" Produced by PJ Beats & 16yrold

Song Lyrics

Notice me, singin' my pain just like Jodesy
Notice me, singin' my pain just like Jodesy
Notice me, singin' my pain just like Jodesy
Hol' up, like

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

Took a while for you to notice me (Facts)
Singin' my pain just like Jodesy (Ooh)
I've been thumbin' through bands so  (Ooh)
And I keep them bags just like some groceries (Ooh)
 poppin' 'em pills got me jaded (Facts)
Poppin' on xans and I'm all in the matrix (Facts)
No, your new nigga can't beat me, he fakin'
No, you won't fuck with me, baby, stop playin' 
Now I'm back in my bubble, no muffle, that's depression (Yuh)
Thumbin' through the guap, about you I'm not stressin' (Yuh)
Kick your shit, check your shit, walkin' in Giuseppe's
Kick your shit, check your shit, walkin' in Giuseppe's
But I'm thinkin' 'bout you on the low-low
Got me all  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)
Thinkin' 'bout the days I used to fuck it from the back (Uh)
Got me callin' on your phone, yeah, I'm askin' "where you at?" (Uh)
Callin' on your phone, yeah, I'm askin' "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 clutchin' on my , I'ma upper on this 
Got me clutchin' on my , I'ma upper on this 

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