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Yung Bans - Whatsyaname Lyrics

WHATSYANAME Lyrics[Intro: Yung Bans]
Ayy, yeah
What's your name on Twitter? I might follow you, yeah (Bet)
What's your name on Twitter? I might follow you, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
What's your name on Twitter? I might follow you
If she see you with that bag, she'll probably swallow you
I put bitches in Givenchy, Ricky, Prada too
She just hit me for some shit, she want some molly too
Ooh, what's your name?
You could follow me and I might just do the same
But you gotta be a dime which is twenty minus ten
And retweet everything that I'm sayin'

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
You know I came to win, DJ Khaled, we doin' it big
Yeah, we doin' it big, keep AKs all in the crib
Yeah, I got a bad bitch, you know she super thick
Just told her, ooh, told her get in shape, she gettin' it fit, ooh
Jump straight on the dick, down to the floor, she hittin' the split
I was goin' through it, I was trapped inside my mind
I'm wakin' up and skrrtin' off so fast, I'm on the grind
These niggas wasn't talkin' that shit, got outside and lose my mind
But everything'll be fine, it's all gon' be fine
One day, we gon' shine, the sun on the horizon
Mama, your son on the rise
These niggas ain't built like us, ain't cut like us, ain't one of mine
These niggas ain't one of us, so one of one, I'm one of a kind (Yeah)

[Interlude]
Ah, pardon the interruption for this little smoke break
It's Evil Empire

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Sk8star]
Yeah, what's your name on Twitter? I might follow you
If she see you with that bag, she'll probably swallow you
I put bitches in Givenchy, Ricky, Prada too
She just hit me for some shit, she want some molly too
Ooh, what's your name?
You could follow me and I might just do the same
But you gotta be a dime which is twenty minus ten
And retweet everything that I'm sayin' (What?)

[Verse 2: Sk8star]
You heard what I said (Said)
That boy want a verse, it's an arm and a leg (Arm and a leg)
Put him on a shirt or some money on his head (Head, head)
Money long just like I'm Vert, I can finally spend a check (Finally spend a check)
Ooh, what's your name? (What's your name?)
This bitch on my neck, yeah, like to vibe like she got fame (Fame)
I just want some sex (Some sex), I just want the brain (The brain)
I can teach you how to flip (How to flip), this here a slider, man (Here a slider, man)
I think I'm the catch (The catch), ain't no S up on my chest (My chest)
What's your name on Twitter? Look good, I might follow that (I might follow that)
What's your name on Twitter? Pardon me, girl, I ain't mean yet (Ain't mean yet)
In New York, I'm with YB (With YB), huh, and we fly like jets, huh (We fly like jets)

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Yeah, what's your name on Twitter? I might follow you
If she see you with that bag, she'll probably swallow you
I put bitches in Givenchy, Ricky, Prada too
She just hit me for some shit, she want some molly too
Ooh, what's your name?
You could follow me and I might just do the same
But you gotta be a dime which is twenty minus ten
And retweet everything that I'm sayin'
Ooh, what's your name?
You could follow me and I might just do the same
But you gotta be a dime which is twenty minus ten
And retweet everything that I'm sayin'