What It Iz

Yeah Yeah (Chambers) (D-Diego) Ay, yeah, what it is, ho? Finna buy a Wraith Cullinan before I get ghost Money, power, respect what I live for Fuck, I look like arguin' with niggas that don't get dough? I know a couple niggas ran a check-up on Skid Row I know a hunnid fiends, it ain't enough, I'm finna get more I know you hittin' licks, it ain't enough, you better hit more One bitch ain't good enough, why? 'Cause I need ten hos It's not the little one, it's the Big O Told you I sell molly, lean, and crystal My bitch said I'm fucked up in the head, I'm a sicko In the mall with my kid, better know I got my pistol Get the work, then I stretch it like a limo Hit the opps' block, make 'em duck just like it's limbo Fuck-fuck a fight, air him out, he think he Kimbo (yeah-yeah-yeah) I need e'ry last dime, it's simple New York, I'm Uptown, in Miami, I'm in Brickell In the Bay, we gettin' wavy, catch me floatin' off a thizzle In the Chi, I get fly, eatin' gyros to the gristle I'm the plug with the drugs, I ain't the monkey in the middle In the A, got lean like I'm Juiceman You bring a friend, I bring a friend, we'll run a two-man Sold so many Percs, I'm the blue man If Geesy can't do it, I don't know who can Ay, yeah, what it is, ho? Finna buy a Wraith Cullinan before I get ghost Money, power, respect what I live for Fuck, I look like arguin' with niggas that don't get dough? I know a couple niggas ran a check-up on Skid Row I know a hunnid fiends, it ain't enough, I'm finna get more I know you hittin' licks, it ain't enough, you better hit more One bitch ain't good enough, why? 'Cause I need ten hos Yeah, and what it is, ho? (Bitch, where you at?) Anthony Rizzo with this motherfuckin' pistol Ten-four when I shoot him (shoot him), roger that (blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka) Face of LA with this blue Dodger cap Taught her everything she know, her baby daddy cat (pussy) Just bought a new Maybach off of OfferUp in cash I put a body on a Nina, and you know I buried that Make a sex tape, Paris Hilton, and I'll marry that It's that knockout, definition original baby gangsta My road dawg rolled it up and now he 'Wood, shanked him (killer) Thank him, yeah, what it is, though? Gunned him down in the front seat of my Benzo (skrrt) Fuckin' on your bitch, I leave her in the friend zone (she my homegirl now) Yeah, look, 'cause I'ma slide in that thang, ratchets to my gang (gang, gang) Ridin' with my baby mama every single day Whenever I'm with you, I'm thinkin' 'bout the gang Ay, yeah, what it is, ho? (Yeah, gang, gang, gang, gang) Finna buy a Wraith Cullinan before I get ghost Money, power, respect what I live for Fuck, I look like arguin' with niggas that don't get dough? I know a couple niggas ran a check-up on Skid Row I know a hunnid fiends, it ain't enough, I'm finna get more I know you hittin' licks, it ain't enough, you better hit more One bitch ain't good enough, why? 'Cause I need ten hos Yeah, look, OTX, OTR Yeah It's the famous gangbanger Lefty Gunplay and OhGeesy in this bitch Whole lotta gang shit