What it Is Lyrics

Yeah, bitches in action

Mmm, let me light that gas up

Ayy, let em know

Mmm, ayy, mmm, yeah

What it is, nigga

I hop out screaming what it is

They know the action in this bitch

You move wrong, know , we gon' crash

You know them babes don't get no fuck

All that mouthin' on that net

Lil Bitch, you best to know it's up

Green tips and hollow bullets

I bet we fuck a nigga up

Run him down, you won't get away

I put Lil' Kelly on his ass

He gon' crash broad day

In the city, don't get no pass

Like Joe burrow, I throw the bag

In Barbell, he be Jamar

That like action, you can't crash

Soon, you bound to be a star

Like, fuck it, we can go to work

Gon' drop a ten up on his head

Nigga, I do it myself

With this shit, they know I'm yeaa

We the ones left em dead

We the ones bust his head

Tell him all I see is red

I'm tryna leave a nigga

Tryna roll him up shit

We dont give no fuck, bitch

Turn a nigga into a pack, relax

Do smoke real good

I heard he thrax

If you talk one of mine, we take five back

Nigga, shoot one of mine

Push up we he at

Nigga, plan on dying

Push up where im at

Switch hittin' nigga face

Can't run from that

Yeah, and we go brazy

Heard you tryna get cool with them boys for some safety

I be with my fives

We way deeper than the Navy

If you ain't one of mine, bitch, you better not play too crazy

Yeah, and we go brazy

Heard you tryna get cool with them boys for some safety

I be with my fives

We way deeper than the Navy

If you ain't one of mine, bitch, you better not play too crazy

Nigga, fuck with that

Get shot at too when we come spinning through

All that monkey in the middle shit

That's something we don't do

We gon' kill a nigga big dog

I'm a big boss

I ain't talking Rick Ross

Leave a nigga slump

I ain't talking Fennel

Feel bad for who, nigga

That's your loss

I hop out screaming what it is

They know the action in this bitch

You move wrong, know , we gon' crash

You know them babes don't get no fuck

All that mouthin' on that net

Lil Bitch, you best to know it's up

Green tips and hollow bullets

I bet we fuck a nigga up

Run him down, you won't get away

I put Lil' Kelly on his ass

He gon' crash broad day

In the city, don't get no pass

Like Joe burrow, I throw the bag

In Barbell, he be Jamar

That like action, you can't crash

Soon, you bound to be a star

But ion give no fuck nigga

Nigga play he know its up nigga

Bitch

Gang