WTF!, Pt. 2
Read WTF!, Pt. 2 lyrics by Drippin So Pretty on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
WTF!, Pt. 2
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
What the fuck do you mean
What the fuck do you mean
What the fuck do you see
Say it's real what I speak, I agree
Baby I'm on top, off the chain, off the leash
I ran to the bank in my cleats, come play for the team
Baby there's a mother fucking piece in my jeans
Money getting tall like that boy Yao Ming
Money getting tall and it's so astounding
Bitch I keep my iron like I'm Robert Downey
Took so many pills so my thoughts are cloudy
What do I do
What do I do
What do I do
No, I can't kick it with you
You fuck up the bag and don't know what to do
In love with these bags, ain't making no moves
I jumped off the stage might jump off the roof
They begging for fame I just laugh at thеse fools
I know that you mad so I'm laughing at you
I think I feel sorry what happened to you
Don't spеak on that shit you ain't havin' no juice
Turn nothing to something like magic to you
Lil drip, big drip, I can be your best friend
Try to cross me, that won't happen, leave you in a dead end
What the fuck do you mean
What the fuck do you see
Say it's real what I speak, I agree
Baby I'm on top, off the chain, off the leash
I ran to the bank in my cleats, come play for the team
Baby there's a mother fucking piece in my jeans
Money getting tall like that boy Yao Ming
Money getting tall and it's so astounding
Bitch I keep my iron like I'm Robert Downey
Took so many pills so my thoughts are cloudy
The difference between us is really a lot
The difference between us, my car off the lot
That bitch looking bad and it made my heart stop
You rocking fake diamonds that shit gotta stop
Yeah you care a lot
I don't care anymore
My wrist full of rocks
Stuntin' on these little whores
Baby I'm sorry please don't start
Fucking the bag up at Chrome Hearts
Came from the ground I was too far
Feel like I'm [?] throwing two R's
I don't give a fuck who you are
What the fuck do you mean
What the fuck do you see
Say it's real what I speak, I agree
Baby I'm on top, off the chain, off the leash
I ran to the bank in my cleats, come play for the team
Baby there's a mother fucking piece in my jeans
Money getting tall like that boy Yao Ming
Money getting tall and it's so astounding
Bitch I keep my iron like I'm Robert Downey
Took so many pills so my thoughts are cloudy
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "WTF!, Pt. 2"?
Drippin So Pretty performs "WTF!, Pt. 2", and this lyric page sits inside the Drippin So Pretty catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "WTF!, Pt. 2"?
Yes. The related section below points to .40 and 18 with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Drippin So Pretty?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Drippin So Pretty's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on WTF!, Pt. 2 yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.