What Happened?

Walk it out If you know what you talking 'bout N****s saying baby lungs I tell 'em let me smoke you down I pull up and the chopper out Bullets got you runnin' now Look at what you chattin' 'bout That basic shit, I'm not about I'm just try'na make a band And split it with my friends Won't stop until a million Till then we cruisin' in a van F*** a hoe, I'm dripped in gold I'm riding to the top of charts You sliding in and out of hoods Step to me? I wish you would Bitch See my bitches from the hood So you know we savage And all my bitches look good But I'm Beyonce in the clique I'm from the Wish a Bitch Woods Call the genie, Aladdin Smack a bitch because I could She confused, like What Happened New to all this money All I know about is trapping Couldn't be a model for the 'gram I started rapping Remembered my first talent show They started clapping Begging me to get in the booth And Now I'm tapping Into that, get with that I'm my own boss Let a n**** approach me And I'll ask him if he lost I like my n****s to blow the trees And don't cap on his costs For n****s to roll with me They gon' have to step they floss up Covered in rosaries Need the blessing for my mother Drink up the Poland spring Dripping hard for these covers Ya'll gon' notice me Cause I'm nothing like these others Ya'll gon' notice me Cause I'm nothing like these I'm just try'na make a band And split it with my friends Won't stop until a million Till then we cruisin' in a van F*** a hoe, I'm dripped in gold I'm riding to the top of charts You sliding in and out of hoods Step to me? I wish you would Bitch See my bitches from the hood So you know we savage And all my bitches look good But I'm Beyonce in the clique I'm from the Wish a Bitch Woods Call the genie, Aladdin Smack a bitch because I could She confused, like What Happened All bitches do is talk shit I get a check, I keep it balanced But I'm not the president And all these branches in my wood Gettin' discarded Won't delegate to no hoes I want all my profits I want expensive carpets The cars with the button Once you tap it that shit starting I want the highest grade Once I'm blazed, I'm a Martian Think about the days, memories When I starved and Motivation, for the times I hit these charts man Motivation for any time that I'ma get a bag Bitches hating In my DM, I left them on read In the basement, cooking up You smell that fragrance Spitting out this heat And it's fogging up my Ray Bans Got the jewelry, can't even touch it Yous a waste mon' Got the tool with me Hood bitch I'm in a rave man Cut the foolery, before I get into a rage man And make a movie Free my father from the cage man I'm just try'na make a band And split it with my friends Won't stop until a million Till then we cruisin' in a van F*** a hoe, I'm dripped in gold I'm riding to the top of charts You sliding in and out of hoods Step to me? I wish you would Bitch See my bitches from the hood So you know we savage And all my bitches look good But I'm Beyonce in the clique I'm from the Wish a Bitch Woods Call the genie, Aladdin Smack a bitch because I could She confused, like What Happened I'm just try'na make a band And split it with my friends Won't stop until a million Till then we cruisin' in a van F*** a hoe, I'm dripped in gold I'm riding to the top of charts You sliding in and out of hoods