What?! (Remix|Explicit) Lyrics
What?! (Remix|Explicit) - Lemaire/Busty/Jaden Wakefield
Lyrics by：Jaden Wakefield/Sebastian Patrick Lemaire/Nicholas Carter
Composed by：Jaden Wakefield/Sebastian Patrick Lemaire/Nicholas Carter
Yeah what what
Back up on the remix let me flip this
Beat be hitting hard it might just leave 'em with slipped disk
Penning every lyric recorded and then I mixed it
Spot solidified at the top position fixed in
My heart and soul goes into every little bit of this
I got intent and the drive so f**k your bitterness
These pu**ies trying to contend man who they kidding
S**t Your following is smaller than the serving size at 'lil bits
Fit it in brudda fit it right in
Yo I could be sipping fiddich or could be the ink gin
Yo I feel like T-Pain cus like all I do is win
Girlfriend came in frowning now she leaving with a grin
Uh Psych I'm kidding the literate villain killing s**t
Wheeling and dealing all the winnings are looking immanent
Snatch it from the air Harry Potter the golden snitch
Rolling up a doobie all green like a soccer pitch
What
Fill another double in the cup like
What
From the back to the middle to the front like
What
Everybody want a piece of the cut boy you better fix up like
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Little b**ch like
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Fill a double in the cup like
What
From the back to the middle to the front like
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Everybody want a piece of the cut boy you better fix up everybody everybody uh
Imma give you people something you can talk about
Been hearing imma be a star since I was child Fresh kicks
Like busta so quick with the rhymes
Had to tell 'em I ain't here to f**k spiders
Ooft
Grave digger nah brother a straight winner
A real rapper don't confuse with me with them lame singers Lane switcher
Brudda don't play no games with him
I'm buddy from the left near the fifty I ain't missing
How the f**k are they gon' stop me
I used to be the type to sit around for days
Trying to work out what they want from me
But now I double up the pay the way I'm scripting every lyric
Got these groupie b**ches trying to get some love from me
I'm saying f**k em all
I feel like Jason Tamalolou by the way
I fend em off but leave em running more
Got a wifey at my home word to J.Cole
I got her folding clothes
She got me mowing the lawn like
Mmmm
Tell me who better and imma find their bluff
Gold standard picking up my pen I got the Midas touch
Ghost phantom hit me a lick and then imma turn to dust
I wrote clever spitting it sicker coz I'm on fire bruh
No hand outs brother I put my hand up
Got me in my feels on my work shift grinding now its
All planned out f**k it I'm in demand now
Name another rapper with their forklift license
Like what
Hitting it smoother my vocals butter
F**k your mother and your father and your sister and your brother
Smoking bush so it's funny I'm eating rappers like tucker
Got me f**king up the world and I ain't gonna use a rubber
Like what
You a sucker a mother f**ker
I shutter at the thought of you thinking you my brother
You a nutter it's disgusting
Hitting up the green like a putter
I'm the man did I motherf**king st- st- stutter
Like WHAT
If you want it you'll get it if you're repetitive
Nevertheless doing more's normally getting it
Sending it there and back before you know it's what I said
It is I'm bull headed still I mix it in with elegance
That's why I'm hotter in the Winter than the Summer
All I see is competition I'll be winning one on one
And imma be the one I wanna be
No need to be another
Nearly seen a hundred seasons
I been scheming' on a come up
Now I've gone and I've done it
They thought I'd fall and I'd plummet
They wish I'd fallen beneath
While I'm being all the above it
Feet were sore from the running
So see me crawl to the summit
To here from where I was
I was all I needed to summon look
We be capable of more than we're considering
I been out here chasing the data quantum computing
While most of us are choosing to stay computer illiterate
And never really do what they really wanted to do
And that's a shame
Me and people like that ain't the same
If you feel offended you're the only one to blame but
If you feel inspired to finally make a change
You can wait to break a habit or take control of your fate
It's a game
It really doesn't matter where you came from
I was so high as a teen it had my brain gone
Now you'll find me centered and calm middle of brainstorms
Since I finally got dry sick of getting rained on
Now it's flame on
Feeling Mr. Fantastic
In it for the long stretch
This isn't elastic
Because the fact is
I been solid throughout all of it
I flipped a bad kid
Into only thinking how good this is
Pretty difficult living in negativity
That's when I made a promise
Imma level up my blood line
Was doing minimal wasn't winning at anything
Until I decided imma make the most of this one life
What
Fill another double in the cup like
What
From the back to the middle to the front like
What
Everybody want a piece of the cut boy you better fix up like
What
Little b**ch like
What
Fill a double in the cup like
What
From the back to the middle to the front like
What
Everybody want a piece of the cut
Everybody want a piece
Everybody everybody uh