What It Is (feat. Guapo)

My cars my clothes , or these f*ck Nigga hoes It's probably these hoes Ion know what it is Probably my clothes Ion know what it is These friends turns foes Ion care what it is And I'm still getting dough so you know what it is Still love yo hoe Ion care what she did Still hard den a hoe and we know this shit Still hating on how I blow on shit Making niggas want smoke to go and shit otay What is we talking about Any Nigga bleed I'm waking him out She gotta leave she talking a lot Gotta keep it discreet I be balling a lot After pussy get beat I be dogging em out Tryna run up on me and they chalking em out What it is my pole in Atlanta , or the bitches I'm fucking be badder What it is hoe thinking I'm Santa Make her pussy want pop like a Fanta What it is couple on bands on a sandal Or this mother fucker slang in my grammar That'll get yo hoe lit like a candle That'll make ya hoe sneak out her Nana's Uhhh unhh, can't touch this Still rude to yo hoe no manners All these bitches ain't keeping it gangster All that shit just gone come from within We ain't missing on shit when we aiming Hit a pussy hoe right in the chin And who told me this shit would be painless Why I'm still looking out for revenge I know bitches who wishing they came and they already burnt they lil bridge I know niggas who wish they showed love Want me shake they lil hand in the club You say niggas be fucking with you in the streets when you stand next to me you a dub What it is this shit on my mind How I get a new hoe every time All that lil ass flexing you doing yo bank account supposed to be bigger than mine It's probably these hoes Ion know what it is Probably my clothes Ion know what it is These friends turns foes Ion care what it is And I'm still getting dough so you know what it is Still love yo hoe Ion care what she did Still hard den a hoe and we know this shit Still hating on how I blow on shit Making niggas want smoke to go and shit otay Unhh say they know what it is I'm the one put on them clothes yea they know what it is And they know that I spin Ion gotta speak on the business they know what I did ,getting money for real Hating they watching my page trying see what I spend, uh One hand on the wheel the other hand gripping the steering while I'm spinning the Benz , unhh Dead presidents all in my pocket sometimes I can hear them boys talking Pull out the drip from the closet now all these lil niggas tryna copy I feel like Sosa in 2015 I got no love for a thottie Yea, I hit the bitch of a roxy and now the lil bitch tryna stalk me I'm like somebody pass me the scissors I cut the bitch off cause the bitch was too toxic When the pack get delivered, straight to the trap, I'm tryna get this shit off me Bitch said it's my ( clothes these hoes ) that's why she can't get up off me This dripping is in me I step in Balenci's they f*ck up the way that I'm walking It's probably these hoes Ion know what it is Probably my clothes Ion know what it is These friends turns foes Ion care what it is And I'm still getting dough so you know what it is Still love yo hoe Ion care what she did Still hard den a hoe and we know this shit Still hating on how I blow on shit Making niggas want smoke to go and shit otay It's probably these hoes Ion know what it is Probably my clothes Ion know what it is These friends turns foes Ion care what it is And I'm still getting dough so you know what it is Still love yo hoe Ion care what she did Still hard den a hoe and we know this shit Still hating on how I blow on shit Making niggas want smoke to go and shit otay