W by Tk 6F Lyrics
[Chorus]
And I get racks all on my own, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone, cause I don’t even know ya
Put her number in my, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone
Cause I don’t even know ya number in my
[Verse]
And I promise I won’t switch up when I see a mill
I know my niggas always doing better we ain’t in the field
Hiding all my feelings cah my feelings hurt
Please don’t call me selfish when I try to put my feelings first
Matching with my girl imma buy hеr that new Louis Purse
Louis pouch, team just lovе designer
I know I said I fucked with you but I’m still trynna find out
Gucci the attire
I told my bro let’s go Dior because I’m really tryna fly out
See I need me a holiday and leave all the palava
You don’t trust me I don’t trust you say nada
In the Bahamas looking for a benihana
Italiana looking fine in Balenciaga
Tell me what you rather
Is it me that you Prada?
But I don’t even know what’s real
That's why I’m all alone when I be stuck up on the field
On my own and that’s a W
I been on my own I told the streets
That I don’t fuck with you
See me and my bros we got VVS the stones
You see I gotta go you gotta kiss me through the phone
[Chorus]
And I get racks all on my own, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone, cause I don’t even know ya
Put her number in my, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone
Cause I don’t even know ya number in my
[Outro]
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone
And I get racks all on my own, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone, cause I don’t even know ya
Put her number in my, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone
Cause I don’t even know ya number in my
[Verse]
And I promise I won’t switch up when I see a mill
I know my niggas always doing better we ain’t in the field
Hiding all my feelings cah my feelings hurt
Please don’t call me selfish when I try to put my feelings first
Matching with my girl imma buy hеr that new Louis Purse
Louis pouch, team just lovе designer
I know I said I fucked with you but I’m still trynna find out
Gucci the attire
I told my bro let’s go Dior because I’m really tryna fly out
See I need me a holiday and leave all the palava
You don’t trust me I don’t trust you say nada
In the Bahamas looking for a benihana
Italiana looking fine in Balenciaga
Tell me what you rather
Is it me that you Prada?
But I don’t even know what’s real
That's why I’m all alone when I be stuck up on the field
On my own and that’s a W
I been on my own I told the streets
That I don’t fuck with you
See me and my bros we got VVS the stones
You see I gotta go you gotta kiss me through the phone
[Chorus]
And I get racks all on my own, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone, cause I don’t even know ya
Put her number in my, ah that's a W
Racks all on my own I told this chick that ion fuck with you
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone
Cause I don’t even know ya number in my
[Outro]
VVS the stones, everywhere we go ah
And please don’t call my phone