A$AP Ferg - WDYW lyrics

[Pre-Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want? (What do you want?) Whatchu want? Let a n***a know Let a n***a know, let a n***a know [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] You get hit, 40'll hurt you I got your b**h on me And your mama on me and she birth you Blowin' Uzi, I'm just off the sh**s Got your b**h on me, she all-all on the dick I get so turnt up, countin' these bands bands I don't give a mothaf**, I am the man Stay down with mad n***as, your girl my baby I'm f**in' on, I am too lazy [Pre-Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want? (What do you want?) Whatchu want? Let a n***a know Let a n***a know, let a n***a know [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] Fergy gonna get 'em, youngin' doin' better Uzi with Uzi hit him through the leather Black Panther party, Huey with the leather Feel like I'm him with the cheddar Put 'em in the soup, portobello Hit him in the head through his cerebellum n***a better tell him my uncle OG with a motherf**in' felon He'll dead him in a second if I tell him Spoke to Number Nine 'fore he went to jail and He was on his way to his dreams Then his dreams started derailing from a weapon These kids I try tell 'em Don't get caught with the weapon Hip Hop police on the 'Gram And they can't wait to get 'em [Pre-Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want? (What do you want?) Whatchu want? Let a n***a know Let a n***a know, let a n***a know [Verse 3: Rich The Kid] Trap, he smoking on midnight gas Finessing a n***a with pounds of the swag My b**hes, they bustin', you n***as, you cuffin' I trap out the bando, them onions Whatchu want, whatchu want, my n***a? I'm booted, them Xans, wrappin' the bricks in saran You don't want problems b**h I got choppers, Afghanistan Migo Gang, A$AP Mob, he might f** around get robbed 30 gold chains I flex, but I ain't ever had no job Turn twenty to a fifty Tryna jump at Rich the Kid, diamonds dancin' like Diddy I trap in the kitchen with Whitney, Actavis k**in' my kidneys [Pre-Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want (What do you want?) Like whatchu want, like what do you want? (What do you want?) Whatchu want? Let a n***a know Let a n***a know, let a n***a know [Produced By: Charlie Heat & Carnage]