WYA? Lyrics – Ham Sandwich [USA]

WYA? Lyrics by Ham Sandwich [USA]

Where’d that boy go?
Uh! i just pulled up to his block, (yessir!)
Where’d that boy go? (i swear i saw him the other day)
I just pulled up at his spot, (yessir!)

Where’d that boy go? (i swear he was right here the other day)
I been posted round the clock (uh-huh!)
Where’d that boy go? (i been waiting here for damn near an hour)
At his house, knock-knock (who is it?)

Where’d that boy go? (that’s crazy, i swear he used to live here)
Old boy had skip town ’cause he heard i’m on the way (damn)
Everybody heard that he’d gonе away (damn)
That’s a shame

Now everybody know that hе a mother f#cking lame
Try to get up in my lane, he was talking hella sh#t
When we pulled up to his addy, he deserved it hella quick
p#ss# boy talk tough, he though he was relevant

He would get his fit and spin it like washing some delicates
Take his b#tch, nut up in her eye, she watching hella kids
Why she tryna f#ck with me, but with you she was celibate
You think she was selling it, she ain’t even hesitant

Suck it down one gulp, she built like a pelican
If you pull up right now, i might be benevolent
But if you still try to duck me, i’m setting a precedent
We gon’ hit up all your homies, your brodies, your relatives

And we might just leave you living for the hell of it
b#tch boy
Where you at n#gg#?
Where you at n#gg#?

Imma hit you in your motha-f#cking hat n#gg#
Where you at n#gg#?
Where you at n#gg#?
Imma hit you in your motha-f#cking cap n#gg#

Where you at n#gg#?
Where you at n#gg#?
Imma shoot you in your motha-f#cking back n#gg#
Where you at n#gg#?

Where you at n#gg#?
Where you at n#gg#?
Where you at n#gg#?
Where you at?

Yuh, where the f#ck he at?
I was talking with my strap while he was talking out his #ss
I done shot him twenty times, and that ain’t even half the mag
I’m the bible, aim for the block, and my chopper’s a f#cking spaz

I’m sorry if you get mad
Your life will probably flash
We pull up like men in black
Your life is a f#cking joke, so i gotta keep me a bat

f#ckers with all the comments, so what i talk when i rap
Oh slatt, he a dweeb
b#tch he play d&d
Tryna say that he like me

Tryna tell me who to be
But i know boys locked in the dungeon who kept the draco in the streets
While you was locked up in your house, i was out homeless with the heat
Seemed like every f#cking day was a struggle for me to eat

And i ain’t running for your pockets, so b#tch better pay the fee
b#tch, where the f#ck were you when your b#tch was gobbling me?
Laid out, flat body, put the heat to his teeth
Ugh, uh

Where’d that boy go? (i swear i saw him the other day man)
I just pulled up on his block (yessir!)
Where’d that boy go? (i swear he was right here the other day)
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Ham Sandwich [USA] Lyrics – WYA?

Ham Sandwich [USA]

WYA?