What it is Lyrics

Coming different on this one

You know I'm coming different

This that beat a nigga ass typa shit

You know this shit bumping I know you hear that beat bouncing

Lately I just been up on my bullshit

Got something for a nigga feeling ruthless

Wanna run up on us must be stupid

Leave his empty stomach with a full clip

Like vegeta head bitch I'll push your shit back

Bitch I'm bout that action I'on really do the chit chat

Talking out they ass they say this and that

Stepping up to me that's a mix match

Big nigga big glock two shots

Pop Pop

Body drop now his body hot

Pop Pop Pop

Mama singing sad songs

Na-na-na-na-na

Now we smoking on his pack strong

La-da-da-da-da

Yeah nigga this what it is bitch not what it ain't

Shooting nothing but two's like I'm standing inna fucking paint

Got on YSL but Ima make that boy see a saint

Bitch Ima do whatever fuck whoever say I can't

Boy thought he was tough he ran up he saw a lot of guns

Heart start beating turned that corner now that nigga tryna run

Chase that nigga down now we stomping on his head for fun

Keep shit on the low why you on IG tryna stunt

Break a nigga jaw loose

Blood leaking on the floor

Kicking on his head

Like I'm tryna open up a door

All he see is red

Now he screaming he don't want no more

Blue and red lights

So you know it's time to fucking go

Big nigga big glock two shots

Pop Pop

Body drop now his body hot

Pop Pop Pop

Mama singing sad songs

Na-na-na-na-na

Now we smoking on his pack strong

La-da-da-da-da