Wtf Goin

Album

Single

Label

LVRN

Genre

Southern Hip Hop

Media Type

DD

Duration

3:04

Composer(s)

Carlos Walker;Mario Talley;PopLord;Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph;Teriyakie Smithl;Victor Thomas

Entered Chart

Sep 5, 2026

Peak Date

Sep 26, 2026

Released

June 19, 2026

Catalog #

Love Renaissance

Nigga, let's get it
Nigga, let's get it
21, 21
Look

All them niggas tellin', man, don't put that on my city, hol' on, let me get it
I'm in the bulletproof, black truck, I president it
This for them bitches shakin' ass and doin' hair in kitchens
I need a ten-piece lemon pepper, Magic City, what the fuck goin'?
I got a pocket full of money, who the fuck ho'in'?
I got a phone full of shooters, who gettin' stepped on?
Nigga, I'm finna wake these niggas up like, "Who gettin' slept on?"
Nigga, I put my belt on, nigga

I still be in the hood, on the wicked wet like, "Fuck that"
Ghetto fine shit say she grew up where the bluff at
I still'll sell a brick, play caller, where that stuff at?
I rent right up the street, I'm finna buy it back
What the fuck goin'?
I might buy a bitch some lips, now who the fuck ho'in'?
I got a closet full of drip, I put that stuff on
Nigga, I walk in the club with all these chains like, "Who the fuck glowin'?"
(Girl, who the fuck is that?)

All them niggas tellin', man, don't put that on my city, hol' on, let me get it
I'm in the bulletproof, black truck, I president it (on God)
This for them bitches shakin' ass and doin' hair in kitchens (on God)
I need a ten-piece lemon pepper, Magic City, what the fuck goin'?
I got a pocket full of money, who the fuck ho'in'? (Bitch)
I got a phone full of shooters, who gettin' stepped on?
Nigga, I'm finna wake these niggas up like, "Who gettin' slept on?"
Nigga, I put my belt on, nigga (whoa)

It was a typical morning, she suckin' while I'm yawnin'
My lil' young ho love tequila, dick, and hookah
4L, tote bazookas
I ain't just no rapper, fuck nigga, I'll shoot you
My bitch richer than these rappers, but she still spoiled
Ain't no pussy in the world that I can't afford
Lil' bitch steady screamin', "Five," when her ass a four
Hit her in her spot, make her build a pallet on the floor (bitch)

She fuckin' me because it's been official
Piercing in her tongue, piercing in her nipples
Savage keep a strap like GloRilla's sister
I'll leave a bitch 'fore I leave a pistol
Shawty suck the bone off and the gristle
Thick shit, baby eat her oatmeal
Skin clean, I'm finna get this bitch a soap deal
If your period on, you can use your throat still

Ass magic, I done threw a hundred ten times
Buddy ass a cap, we tried to smack him ten times
Kush phone full of shooters, I know all of 'em
We crash and leave the scene like LaMelo Ball and 'em

All them niggas tellin', man, don't put that on my city, hol' on, let me get it
I'm in the bulletproof, black truck, I president it (on God)
This for them bitches shakin' ass and doin' hair in kitchens
I need a ten-piece lemon pepper, Magic City, what the fuck goin'?
I got a pocket full of money, who the fuck ho'in'?
I got a phone full of shooters, who gettin' stepped on?
Nigga, I'm finna wake these niggas up like, "Who gettin' slept on?"
Nigga, I put my belt on, nigga

(What the fuck goin'?)
Bitch
Pussy bitch (who the fuck ho'in'?)
Nigga, let's get it
Facts, nigga