What’s Love

You call my phone and tell me anything
Everything you ever told me, I told no one
It’s WeWantWraiths, I don’t do wedding rings
If anything, the only ring is when your phone buzzing
That’s why I left when you said, “Hold on, hold up”
I guess that I’m the immature one
I’m like the artist with the hoodie on, what’s love?
Let me put that shit in a slow song

[Verse 1]
Nobody has to know that me and you have fucked
Nobody has to know that I give it to you raw
You become a star when you came inside the Wraith
Girl, giving me fellatio, I’m pushing her to start
All of her brothers were gangsters, the boy she loved was a driller
You can tell she love badman, her favourite uncle a killer
She don’t give out her number, don’t even gossip to woman
She won’t go to no party unless she roll with a nigga
I pulled up in a Cullinan, but left her arse in a Urus
I made it pop for my city, give me the love, I deserve it
I would never be a hero for these ho’s
Know niggas that went down to zero to please ho’s
[Chorus]
You call my phone and tell me anything
Everything you ever told me, I told no one
It’s WeWantWraiths, I don’t do wedding rings
If anything, the only ring is when your phone buzzing
That’s why I left when you said, “Hold on, hold up”
I guess that I’m the immature one
I’m like the artist with the hoodie on, what’s love?
Let me put that shit in a slow song

[Verse 2]
Let you witness the litness, have you crying while you get over me
I know you tell all your friends you like the sober me
I kept the distance, slow down, can you control for me?
Need you right now, slow wine, do it all over
Switching positions seven times feelin’ like Tory Lanez
You say that I’m playin’, but I don’t know these games
It’s the same old games, I guess that these ho’s won’t change

[Bridge]
What’s love gon’ do for me?
I know it’s for you, but you in this alone
What’s love gon’ do for me?
I know it’s for you, but you in this alone

[Chorus]
You call my phone and tell me anything
Everything you ever told me, I told no one
It’s WeWantWraiths, I don’t do wedding rings
If anything, the only ring is when your phone buzzing
That’s why I left when you said, “Hold on, hold up”
I guess that I’m the immature one
I’m like the artist with the hoodie on, what’s love?
Let me put that shit in a slow song