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letra de wywg - dave fields

(oh oh, oh oh)

[pre-chorus: dave fields]
i showed up, i don’t even have to speak
i don’t gotta talk even in the least
you hit me up like “when we ‘sposed to leave?”
i gotta say that shit is lookin’ pretty weak
why you wanna go?
i’m like where you tryna go?

[chorus: dave fields and spotty josif]
like where you tryna go? (she like)
why you care to know? (i’m like)
something that i did? (she like)
i just can’t let it go (i’m like)
you’re so original (she might)
fall like a domino (i might)
dip out with no remorse (she might)
straight up just change your course, (she might) change your course
like why you wanna go?
i’m like where you tryna go?

[verse 1: spotty josif]
spotty, saint, josif
ayy, ayy, uh
beamer waitin’ out front
nah girl that shit ain’t mine
but i’ll pull a grand theft auto
you know you be worth the crime
smash the windows up, start it, pick you up
we could go for a drive
tell your momma you’ll be home tomorrow
don’t this remind you of prom?
she keep tellin’ me that i’m a filthy mahf-cker, ayy
whiskey in my cup so come and fill these mahf-ckers, ayy
i don’t know man if i really feel these mahf-ckers, ayy
you a scrub, t-boz, left eye, chilli mahf-cker, ayy
shout out to my ex’s, shit i let them b-tches suffer, ayy
it’s just another day, another day, another day, uh
f-ck a party tonight, girl spotty is life
bacardi on ice, she work on her cardio nice
girl you a sinner, for dinner the body of christ
you seen how thick her body is? christ
sorry alright, i know you got a man
if he got the keys to the city
for really i got me a battering ram (uh)
i’m crazy girl, and there ain’t a reason
just blame my demons
make you wanna marry josif
oh baby jesus

[verse 2: dave fields]
put me my records on blast
back to back, in the whip, drivin’ fast
primed to last, none of that used shit
fast to die, fade to black
no, i just make new shit
seen you take two hits cough it up and p-ss it back
lookin’ like my type
just sayin’ i might have to move up and ask
“where you tryna go?”
you look like you goin’ slow
i look like i’m 0-0
but we could be 1 on 1, and where i’m from
some might even call it toe-to-toe
heard you got a man at home
i heard you got a hand to hold, is that right girl?
heard you’re playin’ all my songs
i heard that he don’t like it though, like am i right girl? whoa
looks like i’m the first to know
looks like we got personal
no more texting on the phone
you left a message at the tone
phew, must have been a false alarm
do you not understand the harm? (ooh)
why you hangin’ on my arm? (ooh)
lettin’ down entire guard now
girly wanna grab a drink
sip it slow it’s not a race
this is not another fling
oh no, oh no
why you causin’ all this trouble now?
do you really wanna double down?
hate to go and burst a bubble now
oh, oh no oh

[outro: dave fields]
(i see you tryna go, like where you tryna go?)
(i see you tryna go, like where you tryna go?)
(i see you tryna go, like where you tryna go?)
(i see you tryna go, like where you tryna go?)

- dave fields

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