Trae Tha Truth - What tha f** is You On lyrics

[Hook:] What the f** are you on you must be out of your mind Today why are you calling my phone You probably don't like what I'm about to say What in the f** do you want What in the f** are you on [Verse 1:] It's time you never been with those hoes who hyped you To ever think that i ever had a b**h just like you Now that i think about it that b**h had to go too I kept my book closed and told her to rewrite it Calling my phone but you ain't nothing to me but bad time Drawing me out of my life b**h just trying to crash mine I ain't trying to hit it you worst than a bad rhyme Probably starting to tweaking like you going off a badline But n******gs still out here trying to stick up on her Tell the f**ing truth you probably trying to down him Every day i spent with you was well wasted Trying to get away you only drama Nobody tell my b**h s** you and not tell her Then say you for every body like you a cerebellum f** you and f** love girl I'm a repella Your life based on bull sh** you coudl'nt smell her Never mess with my business and stay the f** out of my inbox All this sh** is problem and understand this is where this sh** stops Move girl say another word and you going to get dropped So put your a** up like a barbershop to get chopped They say misery loves company No exceptions for what you done to me You must be out of your damn mind since you out of line Now you out the way I'm doing fine [Hook] [Verse 2:] There is nothing b**h you going to rewind You better go ahead Always running from the real why the f** you scared now You only open your mouth i opened you legs Searching for a way to shine i guess you all about the bread now It ain't nothing that you were saying that i was trying to hear All this bullsh** that you was doing now kinda make it clear You bullsh** 360 days out of the year I'm the captain of the ship you ain't ever goin to stare Why the f** are you on my line there is no calling me for time You better stop it like you a sign You going to bump into trouble like you were blind Like how you play the game you out of bind Trying to keep up with what your homies got your a** working f** up with your head now your a** searching Ain't nobody out here want you so your a** hurting So like drunk and in love keep your head surfing If the shoes fit too late to put on someone else that sh** on you You pointing fingers you better take what you dishing out It ain't a way to flip it girl this sh** on you They say misery loves company No exceptions for what you done to me You must be out of your damn mind since you out of line Now you out the way I'm doing fine [Hook]