Whole Thang - Phresher

Whole thang, whole thang, whole thang

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (byatch)

My name Harry in the streets boy

I’m bout to tell you what you need boy

Got the game on a leash boy

My niggas looking for a feast boy

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Damn right I want the whole thang

Especially with a PH that’s my whole name

I swear to god these niggas so lame

They on this bitch, I play the whole game

Bitch I’m balling like Lebron James

Won’t stop till I sell out the gold day

That bitch ain’t gotta speak up on every propane

I hear you falling off when I hit a rollie

Come get your one and only stolen

Eat a pussy up like it’s Lo Mein

Rip my shirt up like I’m Hogan

Then beat the pussy till its swollen

Damn I ain’t got no chill boy (I ain’t got no chill boy)

The game always tryna kill somethin (always tryna kill something)

Evel Knievel cause I’m still stuntin' (cause I’m still stuntin')

Whole thang, whole thang, whole thang

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (biatch)

My name Harry in the streets boy

I’m bout to tell you what you need boy

Got the game on a leash boy

My niggas looking for a feast boy

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

My money still flipping like an acrobat

Bitch why you just eat and ganging there’s nothing after that

Niggas can’t see me they got cataracts

Don’t let problems escalate I ain’t no Cadillac

See me in the streets they be like there he go

Keep one eye open like I’m Fetty though

You cash like the gated home, I’m ready though

Turn your brains to spaghetti-O

My god, my god

Ain’t nobody out here fucking with my squad

Ain’t nobody out here as chill as me as real as me

When they talking bout the greatest

They consider me

Damn I ain’t got no chill boy (I ain’t got no chill boy)

The game always tryna kill somethin (always tryna kill something)

Evel Knievel cause I’m still stuntin' (cause I’m still stuntin')

Whole thang, whole thang, whole thang

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (biatch)

My name Harry in the streets boy

I’m bout to tell you what you need boy

Got the game on a leash boy

My niggas looking for a feast boy

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (the whole thang)

Fuck half, I want the whole thang (I want the whole thang)