Wyd? (sped up version)

What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? Do I stay or get over you? I don't know what to fuckin' do 'Cause every time I think of you I go a little crazy too What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? I been getting too wild, tryna pass the time And I don't know how to come down I been getting wild, got some molly in my water And it's hidden in my front pouch What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? Heard you're talking shit Well, talk shit, get hit, bitch I been here for a while, I been here in this town And I'm now all seeing all your fake smiles (ha ha ha ha, ha) Yeah, I don't even know you now Walking 'round the mall, I guess they all know me now See them all peeking through my windows Swear to God you're outdated like some Microsoft Windows Soon enough you'll know who I am Got them major beats, they think I'm Will.I.Am Heard my new songs and they think I go ham Now saying every song is like it's own grand slam Follow me to where I am I'll take you to a magical land I should walk away right now All I hear is blabber coming out of your mouth What are you gonna do if you don't like it? I'm not King James, those were the coke kings And do not give me shit about how you do drugs I got too much drugs in my bloodstream (haha) I see a young teen, a young thing A pretty little girl looking lovely She's sipping lean, she's sippin' mean She's dying with an opioid in a dying scene In a dying scene and a dying teen And sippin' lean, the fuck you mean (Money and drugs, money and drugs I know you fuck, sellin' a dub dub-)