WHAT! (feat. Tufty)

What, ayy, when I spit it starts a flood, ayy What, ayy, sipping water from a cup, ayy What, ayy, I be taking all these dubs, ayy What, ayy, I only been going up, ayy What, ayy, up, I always go that one way What, ayy, yall have got me feeling mundane What, ayy, Chick Fil-A is closed on Sundays What, ayy, smash you with a wall-like Subway I make them crack up like a whip, yeah Yeah, they clickbaiting you like fish, yeah Yeah, you aren’t comedy, and it’s cringe, yeah Yeah, got this ice on like a fridge, yeah You the type of person to brush your teeth with only water I got mad bounce, you’d think I was playing Frogger You were born in a den, you fit best among the otters Current like a stream, and now like all they say is poggers What, ayy, when I spit it starts a flood, ayy What, ayy, sipping water from a cup, ayy What, ayy, I be taking all these dubs, ayy What, ayy, I only been going up, ayy What, ayy, up, I always go that one way What, ayy, yall have got me feeling mundane What, ayy, Chick Fil-A is closed on Sundays What, ayy, smash you with a wall like Subway What, ayy, I'm like, hey hello what's up Drinking breast milk out a cup, and I’m posted in the crib Throwing hands on sight, and I’m busting up your lip Tufty gonna shine make, an album with no skips, yeah What, ayy, feeling like I’m Sosa because All these women loving it, I'm ‘bout to make another hit Feeling kinda cute, yeah might overthrow the government, he Pull up with the heater, that's okay, I got an oven mitt, I’m Locked up, type in goat and I'm the first thing that Pops up, I got the sauce, like I'm cooking on some Pasta, me and Quare, we going hard, no one can Stop us, yeah, stop us Feed your cat alcohol ‘till its legs twitch I am dripped out, I got piss on my necklace She tell me she pregnant, that’s my cue to exit Don’t pay child support, might get arrested What, ayy, when I spit it starts a flood, ayy What, ayy, sipping water from a cup, ayy What, ayy, I be taking all these dubs, ayy What, ayy, I only been going up, ayy What, ayy, up, I always go that one way What, ayy, yall have got me feeling mundane What, ayy, Chick Fil-A is closed on Sundays What, ayy, smash you with a wall like Subway