What they on? Lyrics

I'm Michael now, look, they like what you crack today, some crazy 650 out the highway

No white heads being patient, you all know some crazy, ain't my patient, swiped another

Nigga headie, ready bro, fuck that, it's paper, baby what you want, I been tryna see you

I been on the road, with these phones, don't got time to see you, yeah I did you wrong

But we just getting equal, I been building up my phone, yeah I'm just riffing, baby you

Fuck with me, cause I'm fucking with you, I'll put you on the road, double see your shoes

You know we had to go tote bag with the Fendi boots, Christian blues, you know these red

Bottoms, need them different shoes, ABZ financial balling zone, we a different crew, you gotta

Put us way way up, past one dude, baby girl we way way up, past ocean view, we on the

Top of Southern Flow, baby penthouse too, I'm finna put this scat up and go AMG cool

I hope the rain fall, so I can do my due, yeah, I hope the rain fall, so I can do my

Due, real knock smackers in this whip, only real trappers, ain't no intermissions in this

Car, fuck your fool habits, spend a little more, and get a bigger baggie, nigga this

A real fire, and I ain't even taxed, forever to my next one, damn they lost track, so listen

To the FBZ album, tryna pick a cap, yeah there's something different, can't even speak on what

I seen up in that kitchen, so I been grittin, make sure all the headys get they fixtures

All these blues in the car, you a thinker what's that trippin, with this heady on, that's

The one way, real dumb zone, I slapped a 50 in my Glock just to get him gone, Vonner got

The wheel, he gon' take him if he getting close, I'm 5-0 in this bitch, I be getting

The goals, we be looking through they spots and we don't see the folks, if I'm lucky with

That cut, it's time to take us up, they claim they really shooting shit, they claim they

Been up in skulls, Lil Bo rocked out with that switch, we been up in skulls, we the

Type to slam him out, type to take his pole, these niggas talking bout some money, where

The fuck your bowls, me and gang hit the road, now we in Glasgow's, had to knock a fire

Bet these shit bad hoe, these niggas dissing on the net, that's hella sad bro, yeah, this

A light 10 ball, lil nigga what you smack, toss a 50 on 6, nigga what you know bout that

That's hella demons in this ride, act dumb, you getting cracked, I'm like them grits

Kinda juggling nigga, I can't mix things, your turn got me fucked up, trying to give

It a mixie, ARP bump stock, you already know we bump teeth, all your hitties hit my line

I'm like nigga what you need, tell the coach put me in, finish smack all three, they like

What you cracked today, something crazy, 650 out the highway, know my head's being patient

You all know something crazy, ain't my patient, swiped another nigga hitty, bruddy bro, fuck

That, it's paper, baby what you want, I been trying to see you, I been on the road, with

These phones, don't got time to see you, yeah, I did you wrong, but we just getting even

I been building up my phone, yeah, I'm just reefing