whats it gone be. (feat. Ajin.)

Big gang We tote big sticks Just like oragatan Up the 40 then ima smile I Guess I'm insane Ditch the blick in CT I got some brothers that gone up for me Cracka' tryna say sum slick, But try to run from me What's it gone be Tryna get all up in my face But bitch you gone see Tuckin' on an M but at the end I'll add a 14 My choppa finna have sum fucking babies grab the morphine We got the sequence on the board but it ain't never changing Slap a pussy opp around just cuz he misbehaving We got the clips up with the stick just like this bitch was shavin' But that's what he gone get when he gone fuck round imitating We banging his door down Hold up We grabbing his bag now Pussy bitch he ain't thinking slick cuz we hit a lick now who the clown You been duckin'up And fuckin' up I fucked around and got my money up You fucking stupid cuz I took your trophy Uh World Cup Cup of red Fanta with the wedding cake I'm just tryna make sure all my brothers eat the fancy way Yeah they coming up just like the jump man Michael Jordan way Got the red dots on the beams now you ain't finna get a way Big gang We tote big sticks Just like oragatan Up the 40 then ima smile I Guess I'm insane Ditch the blick in CT I got some brothers that gone up for me Cracka'tryna say sum slick, But try to run from me What's it gone be Tryna get all up in my face But bitch you gone see Tuckin' on an M but at the end I'll add a 14 My choppa finna have sum fucking babies grab the morphine Thought a fuck nigga said sum Hotter than a tantrum Passed his bitch back to him Pussy dry like a sandstorm Breathe and get yo face popped Ain't no time to brainstorm And God still dead hoe What the fuck you praying for? My broadie dissed me in a song I let it slide I kept quiet cuz the last cracker that spoke on me had died I mean literally Fucked his bitch and put that ass shot on my Spotify Niggas envy me When he mentioned me He put a gun to his dome Cried like a bitch Now a nigga history Still don't mean shit to me Words will get whacked nigga Watch how you speak to me I left church years ago Demons taking over me I'm the type to get yo bitch pregnant Then stab at her ovaries nigga Big gang We tote big sticks Just like oragatan Up the 40 then ima smile I Guess I'm insane Ditch the blick in CT I got some brothers that gone up for me Cracka' tryna say sum slick, But try to run from me What's it gone be Tryna get all up in my face But bitch you gone see Tuckin' on an M but at the end I'll add a 14 My choppa finna have sum fucking babies grab the morphine