Huh, uh, uh
1900, big 1900, bih' roll that dope up (uh, huh)
Roll that dope up (uh, huh)
You can roll that dope up (uh, huh)
Roll that dope up, we can f*ck around and roll that (uh)
She said she tryna come to the top floor, I ain't finna let her up (huh)
Walk 'round with all this drank, I got different colors in my cup (huh)
I just popped two X, I got meds in my gut
I put bands on a slut
Bitch, I'm smidge, what the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
Popped a Percocet, bitch I've been flyer than geekin'
Got them demons on my back, might gotta see the Deacon
Orange, yellow Lamb', lookin' like some Reeses Pieces
Even before I had cheese, had these hoes fiending
Off a Perc', bitch, I'm flying 'bout the whole weekend
I be getting all these birds, got these hoes seeing
They gon' say a cracker did that there for no reason
Used to serve out Super 8, now we Four Seasons
Now we Four Seasons
Used to be in nose bleeds, now we floor seating
Angelina Jolie, I'm serving white girl
We pushing big weight, used to doin' light curls, what the f*ck?
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
1900Rugrat - WTF Lyrics
1900Rugrat - WTF Lyrics
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Huh, uh, uh
1900, big 1900, bih' roll that dope up (uh, huh)
Roll that dope up (uh, huh)
You can roll that dope up (uh, huh)
Roll that dope up, we can f*ck around and roll that (uh)
She said she tryna come to the top floor, I ain't finna let her up (huh)
Walk 'round with all this drank, I got different colors in my cup (huh)
I just popped two X, I got meds in my gut
I put bands on a slut
Bitch, I'm smidge, what the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
Popped a Percocet, bitch I've been flyer than geekin'
Got them demons on my back, might gotta see the Deacon
Orange, yellow Lamb', lookin' like some Reeses Pieces
Even before I had cheese, had these hoes fiending
Off a Perc', bitch, I'm flying 'bout the whole weekend
I be getting all these birds, got these hoes seeing
They gon' say a cracker did that there for no reason
Used to serve out Super 8, now we Four Seasons
Now we Four Seasons
Used to be in nose bleeds, now we floor seating
Angelina Jolie, I'm serving white girl
We pushing big weight, used to doin' light curls, what the f*ck?
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
1900, big 1900, bih' roll that dope up (uh, huh)
Roll that dope up (uh, huh)
You can roll that dope up (uh, huh)
Roll that dope up, we can f*ck around and roll that (uh)
She said she tryna come to the top floor, I ain't finna let her up (huh)
Walk 'round with all this drank, I got different colors in my cup (huh)
I just popped two X, I got meds in my gut
I put bands on a slut
Bitch, I'm smidge, what the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
Popped a Percocet, bitch I've been flyer than geekin'
Got them demons on my back, might gotta see the Deacon
Orange, yellow Lamb', lookin' like some Reeses Pieces
Even before I had cheese, had these hoes fiending
Off a Perc', bitch, I'm flying 'bout the whole weekend
I be getting all these birds, got these hoes seeing
They gon' say a cracker did that there for no reason
Used to serve out Super 8, now we Four Seasons
Now we Four Seasons
Used to be in nose bleeds, now we floor seating
Angelina Jolie, I'm serving white girl
We pushing big weight, used to doin' light curls, what the f*ck?
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
What the f*ck? What the f*ck? What the f*ck? (Huh)
Writer: Miles Spiel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
