Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. - W Y O (What You On) lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Mike Willy with me n***a Thugger, Thugger, baby I'm out in the booth eating candy and sh** Can't get enough, Ransom Can't get enough Eeeeeeeeeeeee, brrrrap [Chorus: Young Thug] I co*k back the stick and I aim at your dome (brrrt, brrrt) I say me a prayer then I send your a** home (skrrt) No matter what, you can't take me off the throne Ayy, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on What you on? (Yeah, yeah) What you on? (Yeah, yeah) What you on? Ayy, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on What you on? (Yeah, yeah) What you on? What you on? Yeah, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on [Verse 1: Young Thug] That was a mistake I didn't mean to say that ('scuse me) I f** on that b**h And she don't tell no one, I don't play that (shhh) I'm real, I just told you So you can know where your lil' bae at (what?) And if you ever play about that lil' b**h I'll beat you like where Zay at (do it) They say no one do it better Motor geeked up all etcetera (nah, skrrt) Hop out with thousands of predators I'm hungry, I want some competitors And that sh** get fly like a pelican (brrrt) I'm in LA, I want me some editors Don't step on this landmine I'm geeked out my mind, I'm not mankind But this stick I'ma blast mine (brrrt) Your b**h a tutor, you can cla** mine (she cla**y) Chanel first, no you can't last mine (nah) Didn't I tell you 'bout that last time I'm eatin' so good, it's that crab time I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine Barter 6, n***a, halftime, halftime (blatt) [Chorus: Young Thug] I co*k back the stick and I aim at your dome (brrrrt) I say me a prayer then I send your a** home (bye) No matter what, you can't take me off the throne (no) Ayy, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on What you on? (What you askin'?) What you on? (What you wan' do?) What you on? Ayy, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on What you on? What you on? (f** is you on?) What you on? Yeah, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on [Verse 2: Young Thug] Pull up on a b**h, in that foreign with exhaust (skrrt) I just kicked that b**h up out my car and made her walk No, I'm not from Texas but I pull up kickin' sauce (ooh wee) Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost (f** in) I stuff that b**h in a fender bender (yeah) Bend that b**h over like sinner sinner (agh) f** the police, man they tryin' to k** us (f** 'em) But I think they know that them slimes are k**ers (SLIME) Yeah, I think they know that them slimes are thriller (know it) The lots and lots lots of n***as f** em all like we some thottie n***as (f** 'em) I need four wheels like a tri-cycle (skrrt) f** on her friend and she know it, she know it I bought a Jag' and then show it, then show it 'Cause I really love it, didn't do it to show it Bought a G-Wag for my boys, my boys f** a car note, I don't owe her nothing oh Lactose intolerant, bae I'm spoiled, I'm spoiled Take me some bars and take off to the stars (braaat) I done got so high, man, I think I see God (Hey, baby) [Chorus: Young Thug] I co*k back the stick and I aim at your dome (brrrt, brrrt) I say me a prayer then I send your a** home (forget me) No matter what, you can't take me off the throne (no) Ayy, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on What you on? (What you on?) What you on? (What you on?) What you on? Ayy, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on (I do) What you on? (What are you on?) What you on? What you on? Yeah, I f** with your sh** but I don't know what you on [Outro] Pull up on your b**h in that foreign with exhausts (skrrt) Pull up on your b**h in that foreign with exhausts (skrrt) Pull up on your b**h in that foreign with exhausts (skrrt) With exhausts (skrrt) with exhausts (skrrt)