Intro:

I can't answer questions for these fake $$# ^!$$%s

I'm not about to tweet all you fake mother$#&@ers
Comment on Instagram you (*##$es


Chorus:

What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s

You love these hoes more than you love money
These ^!$$%s mad dat I'm stuntin'
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s

I went to space and they felt left
I Guess you broke and you need help
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s

We turning up and they turning down
We smoking kush and by the pound
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s

Yeen smashing models like us
Ain't popping bottles like us
Ain't getting money like us

What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s

Verse 1:


I'm outta I Told you in was in pluto
My wallet chain by prada and my pockets on a sumo

Let me find out you cuffin hoes, we trippin off one blunt
My dawg I bought a bunch of smoke
The ferarri suicidal I done blowed out the brain

She exotic she got a body put her on a plane
You can have her man I don't want her she just came from spain
I just made a movie and took a green card back again

I Just went back to the dealership bought another benz
I had to order that 65 before it come in
I'm new millenium, maserati trucks of course

we came from nothing, we grinded up and jumped off the porch

Chorus:


What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
You love these hoes more than you love money

These ^!$$%s mad dat I'm stuntin'
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
I went to space and they felt left

I Guess you broke and you need help
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
We turning up and they turning down

We smoking kush and by the pound
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
Yeen smashing models like us

Ain't popping bottles like us
Ain't getting money like us
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s


Verse 2:


My Shoes (What Dem Is) They Made By YSL
My Lil Boo (Aye What She In) She Stay In That Chanel
Whats wrong with you, I'm getting money cant you tell

They so confused, Cuz I Ain't need no auto-tune
My team in here turnt up to the maximum we're cooling
If you wanna get dem mushing my %#@! good then we can do it

Five thousand on a outfit let me show you how I do it
I got bandz coming in dawg, faster than suzuki
Rockstar status dis da way I chunk my dueces

I couldn't stop her if I wanted to, dat girl she bad and choosing
They get mad when you take it and they hate you when you make it
Patiently waiting, dat money coming like it aint got no patience


Chorus:


What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
You love these hoes more than you money
These ^!$$%s mad dat I'm stuntin'

What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
I went to space and they felt left
I Guess you broke and you need help
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
We turning up and they turning down

we smoking kush and by the pound
What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s
Yeen smashing models like us
Ain't popping bottles like us
Ain't getting money like us

What the $#&@ wrong with these ^!$$%s