WHAT TO DO? (feat. Don Toliver)

Lyrics

Why did we fall that evening?
 Silhouettes for the evening
 You might just be my type
 And I know just what you like but I'm—
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do
 I woke up on the seventeenth
 Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
 I was in the club, full of jealousy
 Damn near caught a felony
 One thing I know, two just wanna ride (Uh-uh)
 I did it outside (Uh-uh)
 I, you better go hide (Uh-uh)
 Put it on her feet and I glide
 Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide
 We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie
 But that's my better side (Yeah)
 I can't tell a lie (Uh-uh)
 This is televised (Uh-uh)
 You need better guys
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Woke up on the seventeenth
 With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
 And them fantasies is outstandin' me
 I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
 Took you, move you outside to the West
 Down Southside by the 'jects
 Tell me what a time, what a wreck
 Never let it down, never let
 Always thought T was a rex
 Never thought T was a wreck
 Put the ice T on your neck (Neck)
 When it go cold make you sweat
 Never let you go, never (Go, go)
 Never let you go, you the best
 But never let it go to your head (No)
 I always got control of the
 Woah (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Silhouettes for the weekend
 And you might just be my type
 And I know just what you like but I'm—
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 ♪
 Fuck the club up
 Still with my dawgs
 Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up (Uh-uh, yeah)
 Don't know what to do (Yeah)
 Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
 Still fucked up, still fucked up (Yeah)
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:10
Key
9
Tempo
118 BPM

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