Dylan That Bitch - Where Was You (Prod. By Whyte Psyclone) Lyrics

When I was killing shit, Where was you?
When you got on stage, why everybody boo?
Bitch I'm so sick but I ain't got the flu
You done ho, take the f*cking clue
I'm number 1, you number 2
Talkin shit okay bitch, Now you through

Where Was I At? I was sitting right here
High fashion, Marie Claire
Flawless, no Bey there
Wordplay got you scared
Take the elavator while you bum bitches take the stairs
I ain't mean to eat you bitches up
Breakfast, Dinner, Lunch
Snacks too, and brunch
Work it out, time to crunch
Where was you at ho since you askin me?
Shaped like a big mac bitch go to Mickey D's
It ain't my fault that I'm just so f*ckin beautiful
Killing shit since birth
Yea bitch this is the usual
You bums is so delusional talking like it's funeral
While I'm very much alive, when it's you who won't survive
You won't survive

Where was you?
Where was you? When they said your name I said "bitch who?"
Where was you?
Where was you?
I know that you wanna ride up in this coupe lil bitch
Where was you? Bitch Where was you?
Where was you? Bitch where was you?
I was killing shit but where was you?
I been killing this, where was you?

Testing
Testing bitches 1-2-3, y'all so simple A-B-C
You bitches should really bow down and kiss my f*cking feet
Oooh yes I need them Visas, Hot N Ready Little Ceasers
Give me respect, Aretha all you bitches is beneath her
When they was beatin me? Thats Neveruary
Fall in love with this music call it February
Killed you bitch, and your body I buried
Slow flow
But now it's time to hurry

W-W-Where was you? Where was you?
F*ck with me, that's a dub
Not accepted to the club
Washing you in the tub, bitch Rub a dub dub
Get my cheese, Imma Sub
TLC, Iont want no scrub
Get out the doors, Yea I bust
I get my bread you get crust
And y'all bitches be fake so I don't never trust
And shoutout to Pretty Boys, who f*ckin with us?

YOU NOT YOU NOT BITCH
I'm hot I'm hot bitch
You can't come for me cause I'm in the top spot bitch
Yea Look at how they lookin at me they wanna shoot the shot bitch
Thought you was beating me? well that's just a thought bitch
Now where was you? Where was you?
When they said ya name I said bitch who? Where was you? Where was you?
I know you wanna ride up in my motherf*cking coupe

Call me Helen Keller, because I really can't see this bitch like Where the f*ck you at?
Where was you