Where You Been? Lyrics

Hold on, let me pop my, nigga

Gang, look, say I've been gone for a lil' minute

Hold on, let me pop my shit

Benjamins was my concern

All I could think was dividends

Been layin' low, gettin' it together

Got niggas askin' where I've been

BlowaBag, why you don't drop nigga these songs aint get me rich

Now, let me tell you a lil' story

about when I was a Lil Jit

I was posted on that block with bookoo racks clutching a stick

He say he with it, you ain't with it

Boy, you know that shit pretend

My grandma died, put that on God, bitch

I don't know what happened since

And I say, hold on, nigga, let me switch this up

I got that gang up in this bitch

We chasin' racks, we chasin' money

We throwin' hands up in this bitch

Think you could jack, bitch, you a dummy

These niggas hoes dont call me brother

Niggas broke and they be bummy

You on the gram like you a crash-out

Niggas cappin', they be flunkies

Swerving this Pala to a play

Bring what you got and keep it comin

We on that time, gotta be on it

Don't wanna beef stackin' baloney

Bitch, I'm a two-triple-O, baby

All we do, keep it a hunnid

I had to shake back, gotta go get on my cake back

This shit in my blood, I'm misunderstood

Eddie pull up with a Big Mac

It's really because I'm smokin' on what?

His name's Za, he got a six-pack

Niggas mad about where they bitch at

And that fat bitch with his bitch ass

We smokin' gas, I told lil bro, stop by the store

I love all my brothers

And fuck the ones who broke the code

We bang with each other, yeah, even though it's right or wrong

I came a long way from them hotels and on the floor

say I've been gone for a lil' minute

Hold on, let me pop my shit

Benjamins was my concern

All I could think was dividends

Been layin' low, gettin' it together

Got niggas askin' where I've been

BlowaBag, why you don't drop nigga these songs aint get me rich

Now, let me tell you a lil' story

about when I was a Lil Jit

I was posted on that block with bookoo racks clutching a stick

He say he with it, you ain't with it

Boy, you know that shit pretend

My grandma died, put that on God, bitch

I don't know what happened since

say I've been gone for a lil' minute

Hold on, let me pop my shit

Benjamins was my concern

All I could think was dividends

Been layin' low, gettin' it together

Got niggas askin' where I've been

BlowaBag, why you don't drop nigga these songs aint get me rich