Lyrics

Whatchu know about
Standing in the rain
Got me thinking I'm going insane
Popped a perky I'm trynna maintain
They keep talking bout me and my gang
Whatchu know About standing on bidness
In the kitchen not doin the dishes
Whatchu kno about beefing wit **** You used to call broadie
Know **** get set up by bitches
You don't know how my body was built
I got rich off of vacuumed and seal
**** fake ion kno who Is real
Broadie died I don't know how to feel
Whatchu kno about poppin prescription
He don't live what he rappin it's fiction
Poured a 8 then I went on a mission
He got sent up to god he a Christian
I know rappers who faking a image
Shoot dat boy In his mouth I'm a dentist
Free my **** he doin a sentence
Anything that I started I finish
And these **** know we not the same
Bout to go do a murder again
**** telling its part of the game
**** died cause he mentioned my name
Chasing money ain't trynna be famous
I told Masey bro what should I name this?
**** hating I gave him a facelift
Little bitch I ain't working no day shift
Keep a 30 I'm signing to choppa gang
All dat dissing we stopping his oxygen
We prolly go do a feature wit ****
Whole time we was plotting on robbin em
Somebody go get that **** he bleeding
Wherever we catch him that's where we gon leave him
He jus got hit in the chest ain't breathing
I just made 100k this evening
Take one of mine and we gotta get even
I'm in the booth not drunk I'm leaning
Bitch if I say that I love you I mean it
She eat the meat out the boxer she greedy
I prolly beat up a hoe Chris breezy
I done got rich off of white I'm jeezy
She get to talking that shit I'm leaving
Allergic to **** I might start sneezing
I see a opp no cap I'm squeezing
I was outside all night I'm freezing
I poured a 8 in my cup I need it
I saw some shit but I said I ain't seen it
Whatchu know about standing in the rain
Got me thinking I'm going insane
Popped a perky I'm trynna maintain
They keep talmbout bout me and my gang
Whatchu know About standing on bidness
In the kitchen not doin the dishes
Whatchu kno about beefing wit **** You used to call broadie
Know **** get set up by bitches
You don't know how my body was built
I got rich off of vacuum and seal
**** fake ion kno who Is real
Broadie died I don't know how to feel
Whatchu kno about poppin prescription
He don't live what he rappin it's fiction
Poured a 8 then I went on a mission
He got sent up to god he a Christian
Written by: Allan Olao
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