WDYW
Carnage"WDYW" is a song by Carnage, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:46 long and contains 93 lines and 608 words.
Lyrics
0:15I turn five to a ten
0:17I turn twenty to a fifty
0:19Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
0:21Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
0:23I turn five to a ten
0:25I turn twenty to a fifty
0:27Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
0:28Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
0:31Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
0:34What do you want
0:35Like whatchu want like what do you want
0:38What do you want
0:39Whatchu want let a ni**a know
0:42Let a ni**a know let a ni**a know
0:46You get hit 40'll hurt you
0:50I got your b**ch on me
0:51And your mama on me and she birth you
0:54Blowin' Uzi I'm just off the *s
0:57Got your b**ch on me she all-all on the dick
1:01I get so turnt up countin' these bands bands
1:05I don't give a mothaf**k I am the man
1:09Stay down with mad *s your girl my baby
1:13I'm f**kin' on I am too lazy
1:17I turn five to a ten
1:18I turn twenty to a fifty
1:20Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
1:22Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
1:24I turn five to a ten
1:26I turn twenty to a fifty
1:28Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
1:30Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
1:32Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
1:35What do you want
1:36Like whatchu want like what do you want
1:39What do you want
1:40Whatchu want let a ni**a know
1:44Let a ni**a know
1:47Fergy gonna get 'em youngin' doin' better
1:49Uzi with Uzi hit him through the leather
1:51Black panther party huey with the leather
1:53Feel like I'm him with the cheddar
1:55Put 'em in the soup portobello
1:57Hit him in the head through his cerebellum
1:59Ni**a better tell him my uncle OG with a motherf**kin' felon
2:03He'll dead him in a second if I tell him
2:05Spoke to number nine 'fore he went to jail and
2:07He was on his way to his dreams
2:08Then his dreams started derailing from a weapon
2:11These kids I try tell 'em
2:12Don't get caught with the weapon
2:14Hip hop police on the 'gram
2:16And they can't wait to get 'em
2:18I turn five to a ten
2:20I turn twenty to a fifty
2:22Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
2:24Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
2:26I turn five to a ten
2:28I turn twenty to a fifty
2:30Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
2:31Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
2:34Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
2:37What do you want
2:38Like whatchu want like what do you want
2:41What do you want
2:42Whatchu want let a ni**a know
2:45Let a ni**a know let a ni**a know
2:49Trap he smoking on midnight gas
2:51Finessing a ni**a with pounds of the swag
2:53My b**ches they bustin' you *s you cuffin'
2:54I trap out the bando them onions
2:57Whatchu want whatchu want my ni**a
2:58I'm booted them Xans wrappin' the bricks in saran
3:01You don't want problems
3:02B**ch I got choppers Afghanistan
3:05Migo gang A$AP mob he might f**k around get robbed
3:0930 gold chains I flex but I ain't ever had no job
3:12Turn twenty to a fifty
3:13Tryna jump at rich the kid diamonds dancin' like Diddy
3:16I trap in the kitchen with Whitney Actavis killin' my kidneys
3:20I turn five to a ten
3:21I turn twenty to a fifty
3:23Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
3:25Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
3:27I turn five to a ten
3:29I turn twenty to a fifty
3:31Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty
3:33Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi
3:35Whatchu want tell me whatchu want
3:38What do you want
3:39Like whatchu want like what do you want
3:42What do you want
3:43Whatchu want let a ni**a know
3:46Let a ni**a know
I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want tell me whatchu want What do you want Like whatchu want like what do you want What do you want Whatchu want let a ni**a know Let a ni**a know let a ni**a know You get hit 40'll hurt you I got your b**ch on me And your mama on me and she birth you Blowin' Uzi I'm just off the *s Got your b**ch on me she all-all on the dick I get so turnt up countin' these bands bands I don't give a mothaf**k I am the man Stay down with mad *s your girl my baby I'm f**kin' on I am too lazy I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want tell me whatchu want What do you want Like whatchu want like what do you want What do you want Whatchu want let a ni**a know Let a ni**a know Fergy gonna get 'em youngin' doin' better Uzi with Uzi hit him through the leather Black panther party huey with the leather Feel like I'm him with the cheddar Put 'em in the soup portobello Hit him in the head through his cerebellum Ni**a better tell him my uncle OG with a motherf**kin' felon He'll dead him in a second if I tell him Spoke to number nine 'fore he went to jail and He was on his way to his dreams Then his dreams started derailing from a weapon These kids I try tell 'em Don't get caught with the weapon Hip hop police on the 'gram And they can't wait to get 'em I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want tell me whatchu want What do you want Like whatchu want like what do you want What do you want Whatchu want let a ni**a know Let a ni**a know let a ni**a know Trap he smoking on midnight gas Finessing a ni**a with pounds of the swag My b**ches they bustin' you *s you cuffin' I trap out the bando them onions Whatchu want whatchu want my ni**a I'm booted them Xans wrappin' the bricks in saran You don't want problems B**ch I got choppers Afghanistan Migo gang A$AP mob he might f**k around get robbed 30 gold chains I flex but I ain't ever had no job Turn twenty to a fifty Tryna jump at rich the kid diamonds dancin' like Diddy I trap in the kitchen with Whitney Actavis killin' my kidneys I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want tell me whatchu want What do you want Like whatchu want like what do you want What do you want Whatchu want let a ni**a know Let a ni**a know
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