CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : What Happened
Lil Kayla, what's up?
(Traxamillion)
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
She mad I put it in his face like a dinner plate
When I call that n***a on his way, he never make me wait
Ever since I let him get a taste, he been goin' cray
And he keep his drama out my face 'cause he know I don't play
And he got a wet b*t*h, but ayy, b*t*h, I'm way wetter
I just wanted to f**k him, I ain't mean to upset her
And if she get too loud, then you better go and check her
'Cause my b*t*hes don't play 'bout me, they'll really go and stretch her
Been tryna keep it low-key, but everybody know me
Don't care 'bout what you told me, boy, you gon' have to show me
My new n***a a whole piece, just copped him a cold piece
Them other b*t*hes so weak, you f**kin' with the goalie
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I made him slob on the knob like corn on the cob
He check in with me while you workin' your job
For all them other b*t*hes, yeah, I make it real hard
'Cause the n***a f**kin' with me and he never gon' stop
And I ain't never worried 'bout you mad-ass b*t*hes
When you really a player, ain't no need for competition
You b*t*hes steady watchin', y'all should take a note and listen
Gotta trip, I ain't the b*t*h that n***a out here representin' (Period)
'Cause I'm just havin' fun, hit these n***as one by one
If he extra, then I'm done, these n***as know I'm not the one
Hit from the back, I never run, I like a thug who carry guns
In the A just for a day, this n***a's askin' where I'm from
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
(Traxamillion)
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
She mad I put it in his face like a dinner plate
When I call that n***a on his way, he never make me wait
Ever since I let him get a taste, he been goin' cray
And he keep his drama out my face 'cause he know I don't play
And he got a wet b*t*h, but ayy, b*t*h, I'm way wetter
I just wanted to f**k him, I ain't mean to upset her
And if she get too loud, then you better go and check her
'Cause my b*t*hes don't play 'bout me, they'll really go and stretch her
Been tryna keep it low-key, but everybody know me
Don't care 'bout what you told me, boy, you gon' have to show me
My new n***a a whole piece, just copped him a cold piece
Them other b*t*hes so weak, you f**kin' with the goalie
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I made him slob on the knob like corn on the cob
He check in with me while you workin' your job
For all them other b*t*hes, yeah, I make it real hard
'Cause the n***a f**kin' with me and he never gon' stop
And I ain't never worried 'bout you mad-ass b*t*hes
When you really a player, ain't no need for competition
You b*t*hes steady watchin', y'all should take a note and listen
Gotta trip, I ain't the b*t*h that n***a out here representin' (Period)
'Cause I'm just havin' fun, hit these n***as one by one
If he extra, then I'm done, these n***as know I'm not the one
Hit from the back, I never run, I like a thug who carry guns
In the A just for a day, this n***a's askin' where I'm from
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
What happened? What happened?
What happened? What happened?
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
I think that b*t*h just probably mad I hit her baby daddy
