Where's My Wifey

[Intro]
Yeah
Look
Where she at?
[Verse 1]
House clean
Fridge full
Two plates, one chair still open
Got gas in the car
All I need's that seat you holdin'
Mama keep askin'
"When you gon' bring that one through?"
I shrug like
"When I know, I'll know"
But I hope it's you
[Chorus]
Where's my wifey, my boo?
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Girl, I been searchin' the room
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Heart on my sleeve, no cool
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Where's my wifey, my boo?
Is it you? You? You?
[Verse 2]
You laugh at my worst jokes
Still say I'm kinda handsome
You text back in two dots
Turn small talk into an anthem
You pray for me, play with me
Ride when the road get rough
So if you feel that same thing too
Why you still call this a crush?
[Chorus]
Where's my wifey, my boo?
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Girl, I been searchin' the room
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Heart on my sleeve, no cool
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Where's my wifey, my boo?
Is it you? You? You?
[Bridge]
[Beat drops, claps and crowd chants under vocal]
If you single in the crowd
Throw your hands up high (hey!)
If you think that you the one
Look me in my eyes (yeah)
If you feel this in your chest
Then you already knew
I been lookin' for my wifey
Tell me, is it you?
[Chorus]
Where's my wifey, my boo?
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Girl, I been searchin' the room
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Heart on my sleeve, no cool
Is it you? You? You? (you?)
Where's my wifey, my boo?
Is it you? You? You?

rap, Smooth West Coast bounce with glossy synth leads and round bass, mid-tempo. Laid-back male rap in the verses, big melodic male vocals on the hook. Chorus stacks harmonies on the title line, crowd-style shouts on the repeated “you?” for a viral TikTok-ready moment. Clean, crisp drums, subtle talkbox accents, and a sunny but slightly wistful energy arc., male vocals