BAH WHAT?! M2kk (Ft. Jourdan Brothern)

[Intro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Jourdan Brothern]
Price I want for a feature, you gon' need three digits
Fucked up on another ho, then she gave me her digits
She lovin' on my music, I can hear that shit playing
Play with me and this chopper gon' be spraying like
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?
Bah bah bah bah, what what what what?

[Verse 1: Jourdan Brothern]
I put it on God I'll never be sad
Put it on God I'll never go bad
I gave him twenty he better be glad
Back then that was all that I had
I can't fuck up on these bitches
There's too many on me
I feel like I'm Lil Baby, bitch put that pussy on me
Hop out a Cadillac straight to a 'Lambo
Just to take the top off
"You use too much Auto-Tune"
"That shit makе you sound like a fuckin' robo"
Nigga stop talkin' you snitchin' on a snitch
How the fuck y'all some po-po's?
I can fuck on a ho, ho
Whilе I'm poppin' a four, four, damn
Why you snitch on that man?, Damn
I'm so real, Dirty Dan, woah
Yeah, I'm still cooking shit up, I need me a pan
Woah, woah, woah
I do what I want, you do what you can
I got too much money to fuck on a fan
Never too much money to pop on a Xan
I got too much in my hand
Got me a lil' baby, she gon' be a hero
Got me some commas, I don' came up from zero's
Niggas name Spider-Man, I name myself
When niggas ask "Who is your favorite hero?"
I feel like a young thug, feel like a gunner
Yeah I'm on some slime shit
I might shoot that nigga up, yeah he on that wastin' time shit
Why these niggas wanna entertain us?
We them dogs, you cannot tame us
You niggas talk about being famous
And I don't fuck with y'all niggas
Y'all acting way too lame, uh
I don't really give a fuck over just a hater
Nigga you lame, you is just another baiter
Treat her like slavery, Ima go and claim her
And if you tryna play me, are you really insane?, uh