Yung Ale - WLR Lyrics

Talking that playboi carti, whole lotta red
Why they hating, they don't even know what a nigga said
Take notes nigga, here have a pen
They ain't really on shit, all they do is talk
They ain't really on shit, all they do is talk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk

I be sipping water, not no motherfucking Fanta
Yeah I got designer, but I ain't talking bout panda
Yeah I bring the Fanta, cause I really feel like Santa
Yeah I got the ring, you can call me Green Lanta
Lean lean lean lean, lil wayne
I can make a love song, and melodize like my name drake
Yung ale the prophet, yeah I'm god yeah there's no debate
Why why why why why why they hate me?
Ain't no motherfucking way that they can change me
I know if it was up to them they'd motherfucking erase me
Yo bitch like sucking on dick, she wanna taste me
Yo bitch wanna suck my dick, she wanna taste me

Talking that playboi carti, whole lotta red
Why they hating, they don't even know what a nigga said
Take notes nigga, here have a pen
They ain't really on shit, all they do is talk
They ain't really on shit, all they do is talk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk

Love the way she walk
Love the way she walk
Can't stop looking, can't stop seeing
A bay bay
Got me goin cray zay zay
Say I don't want you to fade
Pussy good but imma tame
I know that I am insane
I know that I'll never change
I know I don't want no fame
I just want the money and i wanna loot it mane
A bay bay
A bay bay
A bay bay
Cray zay zay
Cray zay zay
She got me crazy
Ooh she got me crazy