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WTF / Where's the File Video (MV)




Performed By: Ari Tha Homie
Length: 2:02
Written by: Langston Chandler




Ari Tha Homie - WTF / Where's the File Lyrics




Who's that knock a knock knock knockin who tha dumb peepin tom
Tryna get a peek of a young nigga f*cking tha game up quick
With yo bitch ass shid i'm prolly ducking yo bitch ass
Cuz i prolly poked ha bitch ass in hulen
While my brother was snoozing
Or prolly fakin tho cuz those hoes go for anything but anyway
How you, how you, how you do dat?
Asking bout mine, niggas blowing ha line
And we just laughing at chu pussies i ain't peeking my prime
I guess, i guess it's karma cuz i see they plotting on mine
And if karma hittin equal then i know that it's mine
Bitch i'm loyal to the subject ain't a test i ain't passin
I made mistakes i learn my lessons so i know shit ain't clashin
This shit ain't science this shit is Mayans and higher powers
This shit is manefisting destinies in less than hours
Away from my fifteen... so snap out of it nigga
Cuz it muthaf*ckas thinkin they can battle me nigga
And if my brother need company a casualty nigga
Even lyriclly you feeling me, he prouda me nigga
Shit... sneak dissin always shadowed me nigga
You could never match wits what He allotted me
Jackpot the way i slotted it homie
And if yo bitch wanna ride, (brrr) dizzythahomie

I'm saying, what tha f*ck you mean
We tha f*ckin homies on tha muthaf*ckin scene
I'm saying, what tha f*ck you mean
We tha f*ckin homies on tha muthaf*ckin scene

Throw yo hands in tha ayer
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Who's that knock a knock knock knockin who tha dumb peepin tom
Tryna get a peek of a young nigga f*cking tha game up quick
With yo bitch ass shid i'm prolly ducking yo bitch ass
Cuz i prolly poked ha bitch ass in hulen
While my brother was snoozing
Or prolly fakin tho cuz those hoes go for anything but anyway
How you, how you, how you do dat?
Asking bout mine, niggas blowing ha line
And we just laughing at chu pussies i ain't peeking my prime
I guess, i guess it's karma cuz i see they plotting on mine
And if karma hittin equal then i know that it's mine
Bitch i'm loyal to the subject ain't a test i ain't passin
I made mistakes i learn my lessons so i know shit ain't clashin
This shit ain't science this shit is Mayans and higher powers
This shit is manefisting destinies in less than hours
Away from my fifteen... so snap out of it nigga
Cuz it muthaf*ckas thinkin they can battle me nigga
And if my brother need company a casualty nigga
Even lyriclly you feeling me, he prouda me nigga
Shit... sneak dissin always shadowed me nigga
You could never match wits what He allotted me
Jackpot the way i slotted it homie
And if yo bitch wanna ride, (brrr) dizzythahomie

I'm saying, what tha f*ck you mean
We tha f*ckin homies on tha muthaf*ckin scene
I'm saying, what tha f*ck you mean
We tha f*ckin homies on tha muthaf*ckin scene

Throw yo hands in tha ayer
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Writer: Langston Chandler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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