What It Is? Lyrics

Yeah, nigga know what the fuck going on

Nigga,suwxp, in this hoe

Finna turn up for the one time

A little something different for y'all boys

I be on my chill shit, I be on my turnt shit

Aye man, we gon' turn up a little bit man

I ain't gon' cap

Yeah, yeah, aye

I'm in my bag nigga, that's the shit you niggas cannot get

Don't check the tag nigga, walk up in the store and blow that shit

I'm off the gas nigga, 420, my niggas getting lit

Don't like to brag, get that bag everyday, this shit legit

And if you hopping in that stolo, nigga better have a stick

I'm dropping 30 on your dome like I'm curry this bitch

I'm living lavish, everything is not about material shit

And you be folding under pressure nigga, can't go like no bitch

Okay, I got that bag, now niggas wanna see what's in my shit

I got that G-locky on my right, that nigga move, get turned to grits

You probably thought you was in a movie, but I don't do no skits

Fourth of July, have my young nigga light you up with that blick

And now we pulling off that scene, but you leaking at that bitch

Don't call no paramedic, wrap that nigga, body it's over with

We had four niggas on the scene in all black like John Wick

I got that nine and that 30 clip, that mothafucka gon' stick

I treat that nigga like some trash, open the lid and dump him in

And we be on that foul shit cause I know niggas don't pretend

And they gon' really get you whacked if a nigga go against

You bet not go against that gang nigga, we gon' have to sin

And if a nigga miss, your partner double back cause he gon' snitch

And he ain't finna do no time for no crime he ain't commit

So I gotta knock your buddy off, it is what it is

And you ain't finna get no get back, so a nigga got free hits

Okay, let me shake back nigga and get back on my shit

I know somebody want my head, better step hard for that bitch

And you know I can never back down, mama ain't raise no bitch

And if he speaking on my name, let the Glock off in his shit

I'm in my bag nigga, that's the shit you niggas cannot get

Don't check the tag nigga, walk up in the store and blow that shit

I'm off the gas nigga, 420, my niggas getting lit

Don't like to brag, get that bag, everyday this shit legit

And if you hopping in that stolo nigga better have a stick

I'm dropping 30 on your dome like I'm curry this bitch

I'm living lavish, everything is not about material shit

And you be folding under pressure, nigga can't go like no bitch