IshhYho - WYA Lyrics

Where you at, where you from, what's your name, bitch
Looking at you? you could really be my main shit
Hey, lil' mama over there, how you doin', who you came with
You got gram, oh just a number, well, nice to meet you, bitch, my name ishh

Let me get to know you, how you think
I'm sorry to have approached you, but, bitch, you know you look good in pink
I gotta know what's under them clothes, you get me going, I know you peep
But I ain't fiending , cause you ain't no ho, just take it slow, I keep shit P

You know, I'm still tryna see
I got a bitch still out the crib
Lately, she got me stressing, and I run into this type of shit
What would you do? That's my confession

Nothing wrong with entertainment, and I ain't questioning for a second
Put your number in my phone and get to message
I got a bitch still back at home, and I folded under pressure
And just as slightest my nigga, that shit is impressive

Where you at, where you from, what's your name, bitch
Looking at you? you could really be my main shit
Hey, lil' mama over there, how you doin', who you came with
You got gram, oh just your number, well, nice to meet you, bitch, my name ishh

Let me get to know you, how you think
I'm sorry to have approached you, but, bitch, you know you look good in pink
I gotta know what's under them clothes, you get me going, I know you peep
But I ain't fiending, cause you ain't no ho, just take it slow, I keep shit P

In the whip I'm flying, my tint on 5%, I stay focused 100% of the time
What's the point in having one, when you know you could have five
I pay the bills when shit get real, just for the snake to fake me out and lie
I've been on that paper chase this check coming, every 14 days, nigga, I hate this 9 to 5

If she think I'm cheating, nigga, f*ck it, might as well
I'mma tuck it , every time this shit get real
Come and talk to me, bitch, come and suck it, or I'mma find another bitch that will
Blowing up my phone is a better looking, sweet talking lady

I hate to throw out threats, but my patience running thin, so nigga, maybe
Shit, let's get this shit together, baby
Shit, let's get this shit together, baby

Where you at, where you from, what's your name, bitch
Lookin' at you, like you could really be my main shit
Hey lil' mama over there, how you doing, who you came with
You got gram , oh just your number well nice to meet you, bitch, my name ishh

Shit, let me get to know you, how you think
I'm sorry to have approached you, but bitch, you know you look good in pink
I gotta know what's under them clothes, you get me going, I know you peep
But I ain't fiending, you ain't no ho, just take it slow, I keep shit P
Nigga, come on