Joey Skelly - W. H. W. I. H. S. Lyrics

Yuh, aye, uh, yuh
Get it, get it
What, huh
Yeah aye, aye, aye, aye

Quarter to one hundred, I'm never facin' the zeros
I got one track do ya think I ever face the shooters
Maybe rage is the motive, bet you think we're from Gibraltar
Bet to contrast do ya think we better than Rasputin, ya

Matter of fact, I got what you want and what you need
You can't fathom all the truth and whatever else is surroundin' you
Better be conscious of your actions, words can be atrocious
Bet your ass that you are spiteful, set a course for never ending cycle

Best believe I don't need the mother fucking melody to rap
It's a fact, I'll attract, one of a kind entertainer for the masses
Can't you see I'm a trifecta
But clearly y'all need to prove yourself before you get them platinums (ya heard)

Pessimistic, 'pacolyptic, murder in the dancehall
That guy is dancin' with his girl, he madder than Savage with Amber
Rocket ship, he's rockin' shit, no one is here ready to judge
Take your ass to Cranston, man, your talent is no good to plug

Quarter to one hundred, I'm never facin' the zeros
I got one track do ya think I ever face the shooters
Maybe rage is the motive, bet you think we're from Gibraltar
Bet to contrast do ya think we better than Rasputin, ya

Quarter to one hundred, I'm never facin' the zeros
I got one track do ya think I ever face the shooters
Maybe rage is the motive, bet you think we're from Gibraltar
Bet to contrast do ya think we better than Rasputin, ya