What Happened by Traxamillion Lyrics
[Intro]
Lil Kayla, what's happenin'?
(Traxamillion)
[Chorus]
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
[Verse 1]
She mad I put it in his face like a dinner plate
When I call that nigga on his way, he never make me wait
Ever since I let him get a taste, he been goin' cray
And he keep his drama out my face 'cause he know I don't play
And he got a wet bitch, but ayy, bitch, I'm way wetter
I just wanted to fuck him, I ain't mean to upset her
And if she get too loud, then you better go and check her
'Cause my bitches don't play 'bout me, they'll really go and stretch her
Been tryna keep it low-key, but everybody know me
Don't care 'bout what you told me, boy, you gon' have to show me
My new nigga a whole piece, just copped him a cold piece
Them other bitches so weak, you fuckin' with the goalie
[Chorus]
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
[Verse 2]
I made him slob on the knob like corn on the cob
He check in with me while you workin' your job
For all them other bitches, yeah, I make it real hard
'Cause the nigga fuckin' with me and he never gon' stop
And I ain't never worried 'bout you mad-ass bitches
When you really a player, ain't no need for competition
You bitches steady watchin', y'all should take a note and listen
Gotta trip, I ain't the bitch that nigga out here representin' (Period)
'Cause I'm just havin' fun, hit these niggas one by one
If he extra, then I'm done, these niggas know I'm not the one
Hit from the back, I never run, I like a thug who carry guns
In the A just for a day, this nigga's askin' where I'm from
[Chorus]
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
Lil Kayla, what's happenin'?
(Traxamillion)
[Chorus]
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
[Verse 1]
She mad I put it in his face like a dinner plate
When I call that nigga on his way, he never make me wait
Ever since I let him get a taste, he been goin' cray
And he keep his drama out my face 'cause he know I don't play
And he got a wet bitch, but ayy, bitch, I'm way wetter
I just wanted to fuck him, I ain't mean to upset her
And if she get too loud, then you better go and check her
'Cause my bitches don't play 'bout me, they'll really go and stretch her
Been tryna keep it low-key, but everybody know me
Don't care 'bout what you told me, boy, you gon' have to show me
My new nigga a whole piece, just copped him a cold piece
Them other bitches so weak, you fuckin' with the goalie
[Chorus]
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
[Verse 2]
I made him slob on the knob like corn on the cob
He check in with me while you workin' your job
For all them other bitches, yeah, I make it real hard
'Cause the nigga fuckin' with me and he never gon' stop
And I ain't never worried 'bout you mad-ass bitches
When you really a player, ain't no need for competition
You bitches steady watchin', y'all should take a note and listen
Gotta trip, I ain't the bitch that nigga out here representin' (Period)
'Cause I'm just havin' fun, hit these niggas one by one
If he extra, then I'm done, these niggas know I'm not the one
Hit from the back, I never run, I like a thug who carry guns
In the A just for a day, this nigga's askin' where I'm from
[Chorus]
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that bitch just probably mad I hit her baby daddy