What is it ft. Rich Kid Jayy & Jontavian Barber Lyrics

(DrumDummie made the beat and I'm gone kill it)

Smoking on dope young n****, I been loaded

Feeling like a Ford, Yeah n**** I been focused

Why they hate on me? I be chilling while I'm rolling

Picking weed out the bag like I'm grabbing out some tokens

Before I leave the house, I get my stick and add my 30

I try to keep it clean but that b**** gone still do you dirty

These n***** just be capping on my page, they just be lurking

We gone wrapped 'em like a bandage since these pussy n***** hurting (mm mm mhm)

Ah! Swear to God it's in my jeans n****

Fuck the fame, I'm recognized by all the feens n****

Glock .23 extended clip came with a beam n****

I know they mad, got them racks up in these jeans n****

I was broke walking to the store just from my momma house

Now a n**** up, I'm having commas now

These n***** sleep, they might as well come pajama down

And I forgot to mention, you play with gang and we gone gun you down

Is it my gars and the woods I roll

That got these hoes trying to smoke my dope

I'll never trust a bitch and that's on my soul

They only pay attention when your pockets got O's

Is it my gars and the woods I roll

That got these hoes trying to smoke my dope

I'll never trust a bitch and that's on my soul

They only pay attention when your pockets got O's

They only pay attention when your pocket got holes

Give them a varsity jacket, they jockin' fasho

Bitch I'm like one two three, What you watching me for?

All eyes on me, feel like Tupac in this hoe

I know you see me from afar, get your binoculars hoe

Watching me tryna figure out why he not with his hoe

This bitch n**** say he balling, but not with the pros

Chris Rock, he think he funny but I'm not with the jokes

Let's get it popping fasho

Smoking on dope young n****, I been loaded

Feeling like a Ford, Yeah n**** I been focused

Why they hate on me? I be chilling while I'm rolling

Picking weed out the bag like I'm grabbing out some tokens

Before I leave the house, I get my stick and add my 30

I try to keep it clean but that b**** gone still do you dirty

These n***** just be capping on my page, they just be lurking

We gone wrapped 'em like a bandage since these pussy n***** hurting (mm mm mhm)

Is it my gars and the woods I roll

That got these hoes trying to smoke my dope

I'll never trust a bitch and that's on my soul

They only pay attention when your pockets got O's

Is it my gars and the woods I roll

That got these hoes trying to smoke my dope

I'll never trust a bitch and that's on my soul

They only pay attention when your pockets got O's (Pockets got O's)