Kyle Richh – WTF Lyrics
Artist: Kyle Richh
Song: WTF
Buggin’ out
Glah
Bend through, put the beam on his homie
.30 on body, might spin on my Dollie
Ain’t no lie, got booked for the stoley
Free-free my brother, he oot like Ginóbili
You on my dick and you don’t even know me
Off the ’migos, she start gettin’ kinky, like
You-you the goat if you link me
Thumb in her butt, make her c#m on my pinky
Free Richh, life of the party
She a thot, she gon’ shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin’ the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight f#ck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I’m a G and I’m only a youngin
I-I ain’t talk, why hе runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got thе bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to f#ck
Like off that Henny, I’m clutchin’ that what?
Clickin’ and click, I’m in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with the trunk
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun [Glah, glah, glah
And this sh#t got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
And this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don’t ask, put my gun in the
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Like what? Let me see what that bag do
She Jamaican, makin’ that #ss move
Come here, I gotta ask you
What the f#ck I gotta do just to have you?
She-she a baddie, she shake like
It’s hot, she wanna battle
She bad, don’t care about curfew, what?
I spot a opp in the rear-view
Reverse the V, put the beam on his— [Glah, glah
Glah
Put the beam on his noggin
Hang out the V, like we
Bro jam up, he get beat with the knocker
We sippin’ Henny and Vodka
She see the, she feelin’ to pop her
,b#tch, you a
Catch him and whack him and
Turn this up into function
Legend is soptted, he tryna get sturfy
Eli-Eli dead of a thirty
Been-been through it all, can’t hurt me
She a thot, suckin’ me sloppily
Feelin’ my is a robbery
I cannot nut on this b#tch tryna father me
Free Richh, life of the party
She a thot, she gon’ shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin’ the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight f#ck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I’m a G and I’m only a youngin
I-I ain’t talk, why he runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got the bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to f#ck
Like off that Henny, I’m clutchin’ that what?
Clickin’ and click, I’m in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with the trunk
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun [Glah, glah, glah
And this sh#t got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
And this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don’t ask, put my gun in the
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Like what? Let me see what that bag do
Glah, let me see what that bag do
Glah, glah, glah, glah
Like what? Like what? b#tch, glah, glah, glah
Like what? Like what? b#tch, glah, glah, glah
It’s a 4-1 f#ckin’ extortion, all the opps is dead, dead, dead, dead
Glah, like what?
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WTF Lyrics – English Translation
Buggin’ out
Glah
Bend through, put the beam on his homie
.30 on body, might spin on my Dollie
Ain’t no lie, got booked for the stoley
Free-free my brother, he oot like Ginóbili
You on my dick and you don’t even know me
Off the ’migos, she start gettin’ kinky, like
You-you the goat if you link me
Thumb in her butt, make her c#m on my pinky
Free Richh, life of the party
She a thot, she gon’ shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin’ the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight f#ck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I’m a G and I’m only a youngin
I-I ain’t talk, why hе runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got thе bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to f#ck
Like off that Henny, I’m clutchin’ that what?
Clickin’ and click, I’m in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with the trunk
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun [Glah, glah, glah
And this sh#t got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
And this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don’t ask, put my gun in the
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Seperti apa? Let me see what that bag do
She Jamaican, makin’ that #ss move
Come here, I gotta ask you
What the f#ck I gotta do just to have you?
She-she a baddie, she shake like
It’s hot, she wanna battle
She bad, don’t care about curfew, what?
I spot a opp in the rear-view
Reverse the V, put the beam on his— [Glah, glah
Glah
Put the beam on his noggin
Hang out the V, like we
Bro jam up, he get beat with the knocker
We sippin’ Henny and Vodka
She see the, she feelin’ to pop her
,b#tch, you a
Catch him and whack him and
Turn this up into function
Legend is soptted, he tryna get sturfy
Eli-Eli dead of a thirty
Been-been through it all, can’t hurt me
She a thot, suckin’ me sloppily
Feelin’ my is a robbery
I cannot nut on this b#tch tryna father me
Free Richh, life of the party
She a thot, she gon’ shake it like Cardi
I got ooters around me
Dissin’ the gang, he get put in a molly
Lightskin, nut on her stomach
Sex too good, I might straight f#ck it, like
She like KR, I love it
Like, I’m a G and I’m only a youngin
I-I ain’t talk, why he runnin?
Hop out, up it and dump it, like
Feel like Middleton, I got the bucks
Dead off Henny, she ready to f#ck
Like off that Henny, I’m clutchin’ that what?
Clickin’ and click, I’m in love with my gun, like
Dee flock in the back with the trunk
Pop out in the dark and we shoot you for fun [Glah, glah, glah
And this sh#t got a kick with it
Bodies on bodies, they all in my lungs
And this pain, I gotta sit with it
So, don’t ask, put my gun in the
I cannot front, this bit not legitimate
Me and made 20 off Apple
She put the Glock in her purse, she considerate
Seperti apa? Let me see what that bag do
Glah, let me see what that bag do
Glah, glah, glah, glah
Seperti apa? Seperti apa? b#tch, glah, glah, glah
Seperti apa? Seperti apa? b#tch, glah, glah, glah
It’s a 4-1 f#ckin’ extortion, all the opps is dead, dead, dead, dead
Glah, like what?
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Kyle Richh Lyrics – WTF
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Release Year: 2022