What It Is Lyrics

It's UTG until the grave yard

If he posting on the internet, he can't be that real

That's what my nigga Rylo say, I know he ain't tell no lies

You hit my block you know my block is fed of gang members

My bitch say she love, so she wanna marry me

But it's UTG until the grave yard

I can never get no married to no thotie

All these bitches they be strangers they be I irrelevant

I play my card, I play it smart, I can't call 911

I gotta keep composure

My nigga TT stay with the Beamer and that's just how we role

My nigga my nigga

Til I die, i know he gonna hold it down

You need to back off I put them niggas before them hoes

I'm doing this shit for the Family

I'm doing this shit for my Granny

I'm late up in the studio

I'm smoking dead niggas

Bitch i feel like Foolio

Yeh that boy about 26 and still got no license

Hoe

Study talking bout my name

Go tell-'em bitch ass niggas, I said what's up

(SLATT SHUUUU )

I got myself into this shit, I'm finna end it

Can't let these pussy niggas treat me like I ain't with it

You say you got it, I got it bloody let's go click it

You call that 911 you rat

YEH YEH

I'm smoking Green see my eyes turning Red

I told that nigga send the addy I'm ready to go insane

My niggas with it, with that shit that leaves bleeding red

I'm feeling super insane, nigga I'm popping pain killers

I got the Remi Semi, Big-go Blinky it gun you down

I'm tryna Triple double niggas on their fucking block

I'm in this shit so deep UTG that be the gang

I'm chilling we my niggas on the block playing pock

If he posting on the internet, he can't be that real

That's what my nigga Rylo say, I know he ain't tell no lies

You hit my block you know my block is fed of gang members

My bitch say she love, so she wanna marry me

But it's UTG until the grave yard

I can never get no married to no thotie

All these bitches they be strangers they be I irrelevant

I play my card, I play it smart, I can't call 911

I gotta keep composure

I don't care if he wrong that's my Dawg I'ma ride for him

We don't care if he wrong that's the family

We gone make it right, I'm dead broke inside my head, I can't think right

I'm in the field with my niggas aiming for the stars

YEH

My nigga TT caught the case then he beat it

What's the winning let's get back to the blicking

I'ma stay up on my block until I make a triple double

And all my niggas they be smelling blood from the westside

You play the gang, we keep it cool we know who gone be up

Ain't no falling on the ground my nigga we never landing

I told my nigga, keep it steal, I'm searching for the way out

I'm tryna see my real GGZ bussing with them Rollies

I heard them niggas talking heavy talking about we some kids

I heard the other nigga say he paved the way

But how the fuck you all Red, then turned into Blue

We started Ten toes down, my nigga we ain't never had shit

Even though we still ain't got shit I tell you give it time,

I promise we gone be up

Yeh Yeh mmmmhg It's UTG until the grave yard