Syk Sense - WTF lyrics

( Verse 1: Marty Grimes ) Y'alll heard about that tall guy stand 6'5 Way mo fly then that G5 overseas ride with then mean tires And that tent down Murder Marty I spit rounds need no applause b**h sit down Gotta sick sound so profound back out now they like ( WTF) Still with my old folks no new friends So they already know who my crew is And they already know that I do this We winnin no losin if it's game time I'm shootin Betta watch ya girl cuz I'm boostin She choosin we left cruisin left him like ( WTF ) All about that Dolla sign then 100 bills On my trill sh** with my trill chick My beat bang no hit stick she know the game no lipstick No kiss kiss no miss miss when we all through she dismissed My pipe game her Christmas i pull it out like ( WTF ) ( Sample Chorus ) ( Verse 2: Marty Grimes ) I be In Cali on that coast side Pound in the trunk that's dope ride Got enough dro for the world to smoke and the universe Get space high Yo rent holding my jeans up i Been places most dream of Young Taylor made im seemed up foot on the gas won't ease up ( WTF ) Fit cost a thowwow i party hard cuz I know how Drank and smoke drank smoke from Sun up to sun down Stackin bread got a few loafs I'm twice as hard two dope Hand on the wheel and I'm swervin life's a vacay but I'm working ( WTF ) Never given up Pops said cash come and cash go just gotta live it up So lets sip slow po more Wake up in new time zones know a bad chick named mind blown If you only knew what I mean man that mouth piece so mean ( WTF ) Rep for my home turf from Berkeley that cal bear Done bounce through every single state and they show love when I'm round there Clock ticken on that Nixon ain't trippen off no yitches Catch me man handlin my bizzness wit 1 mission make that million yah