Watcha Lookin’ At

Lyrics
[Intro] Tonight we have a very special guest Coming all the way from California Ladies and gents, put your hands together for Drop City Yacht Club [Chorus: A-Wolf] Oh, whatcha lookin' at? Ray-Bans on, I look good in that Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? Oh, whatcha lookin' at? (Uh) Ray-Bans on, I look good in that (Yeah) Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? [Verse 1: A-Wolf] Oh, I know it's obvious You're lookin' at the same thing everybody is All eyes on me, 2Pacalypse The California life, I embody it (Yeah) No cockiness, just confidence We doin' numbers all day so you compliment (Yeah) My pace, pretty face and your body is Enough to slow your boy down, no qualitives Sippin' a forty O-Z (Yeah), feelin' like an O.G. (Yeah) Before we was lowkey, now everybody know me (Everybody know me) They owe me so we move slowly 'Cause out in L.A., they be shootin' like Kobe, damn Now you want a mad dawg? I'm lookin' good in that, so why you mad, dawg? Ray-Bans so it ain't no glare This book finna sell so they all gon' stare [Chorus: A-Wolf] Oh, whatcha lookin' at? Ray-Bans on, I look good in that Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? Oh, whatcha lookin' at? (Uh) Ray-Bans on, I look good in that (Yeah) Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? [Refrain] Darlin', darlin', darlin' Darlin', darlin' [Verse 2: Kristo] Uh, she walkin' by, I'm catchin' up What's cookin', love? We tryna chef it up Uh, who's Chef Boyardee with the D I'm Wolfgang puckin' these ducks, bon appétit Preach, call me Iceberg Bleach Surf's up, pimp, no sand at the beach Surf's up, limp, fresh Vans on my feet So fly, all I'm missin' is this beat, uh Cali tan on, cool as a fan I am So what's the plan, darlin'? I saw you pass by And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't crushin' But I was tryna beat and you looked like some percussion I repeat in case you thought I was bluffin' (Whoo) I'm just tryna, beat, beat, beat-nah, fuck it [Chorus: A-Wolf] Oh, whatcha lookin' at? Ray-Bans on, I look good in that Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? Oh, whatcha lookin' at? (Uh) Ray-Bans on, I look good in that (Yeah) Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? [Bridge] Ba-la-ba-ba Ba-la-ba-ba (Uh, uh, uh, whatcha lookin' at? Darlin') Ba, ba, ba-la-ba-ba (Whatcha lookin' at? Darlin') Ba, ba, ba-la-ba-ba (Whatcha lookin' at? Oh) Ba, ba, ba-la-ba-ba Ba-la-ba-ba (Whatcha lookin' at? Darlin') Ba-la-ba-ba (Whatcha lookin' at?) [Chorus: A-Wolf] Oh, whatcha lookin' at? Ray-Bans on, I look good in that Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? Oh, whatcha lookin' at? (Lookin' at) Ray-Bans on, I look good in that (Good in that) Forty in my hand, so in love with that With a California tan, what's cookin', darlin'? [Outro] Dun, dun, dun (Da-da-da-da) Uh, uh, whatcha lookin' at? (Darlin' ba-ba-ba-la-ba) Uh, whatcha lookin' at? (Darlin', oh) Uh, uh, uh, uh (Ah ba-ba-ba-ba-ba) Uh, ch-uh, uh, uh Whatcha lookin' at? (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba) Hey Whatcha lookin' at? (Ba-ya-ya-ya-ya, ba)
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Credits
- Writers
- A-Wolf
- Elijah Grae