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lirik lagu what it is – j. stalin

[intro: lil yase]
that’s what it is (that’s what it is)
gang gang, ayy
i just bought sixty ball*caps up at lids
n*gga, gang, gang gang

[chorus: lil yase]
gang, ayy, that’s what it is
i just bought sixty ball*caps up at lids
bad b*tch said she wanna eat a n*gga kids
pull up gang, swish, i got mid
p*ssy n*gga got me feelin’ like i’m kidd
hit his b*tch, sh*t, i’m in the wind
ayy, gang, i be feelin’ like that nig’
boy, you tellin’, heard you workin’ with the pigs

[verse 1]
b*tches know i’m that nig’, see all these diamonds on me
kept these b*tches in the trance, it’s my climates, homie
split a n*gga wig ’cause he said i was phony
double back with a sig, kept a banger on me
i know why this n*gga’s hatin’, ’cause his main b*tch want me
but i don’t love no b*tches ’cause at the top, it get lonely
and i don’t trust these n*ggas ’cause they ain’t come from my corner
he ain’t from the mob, he ain’t got it tatted on him
soon as i bounce out with that chopper, they scattered on me
toe*tag a n*gga, i’ll blast you, homie
if i start actin’ like a b*tch, my n*ggas, they flashin’ on me
i’m a town n*gga, ho, like tony! toni! toné!
back up ‘fore i smack you, you don’t know me, know me, know me
i’m a town n*gga, b*tch, like tony! toni! toné!
back up ‘fore i smack you, you don’t know me, know me, know me
45 in my drawers, keep it on me, on me, on me

[chorus: lil yase]
gang, ayy, that’s what it is
i just bought sixty ball*caps up at lids
bad b*tch said she wanna eat a n*gga kids
pull up gang, swish, i got mid
p*ssy n*gga got me feelin’ like i’m kidd
hit his b*tch, sh*t, i’m in the wind
ayy, gang, i be feelin’ like that nig’
boy, you tellin’, heard you workin’ with the pigs

[verse 2: j. stalin]
worth a whole lot of money, i don’t need these n*ggas
big 40 on me, i’ll squeeze my trigger
cypress village n*gga ’til the death of me
but i still keep a shooter to the left of me
good coke, i’ll give your ass the recipe
if the car brand new, n*gga knew it was me
he ain’t a shooter, that lil’ n*gga lie straight through his t**th
he’d tell on me if he could go home free
in the name of sid, i be stackin’ these jennies
livewire strange, yeah, i still move with penny
hustle like i’m broke, got the game from lenny
but i ain’t want that b*tch, he got the ho from me
countin’ ’til my hands hurt, movin’ the work
told that lil’ b*tch to put the dope in her skirt
i don’t want your p*ssy, i want the cash in the purse
and i ain’t lettin’ none of these n*ggas get no verse

[chorus: lil yase]
gang, ayy, that’s what it is
i just bought sixty ball*caps up at lids
bad b*tch said she wanna eat a n*gga kids
pull up gang, swish, i got mid
p*ssy n*gga got me feelin’ like i’m kidd
hit his b*tch, sh*t, i’m in the wind
ayy, gang, i be feelin’ like that nig’
boy, you tellin’, heard you workin’ with the pigs

- j stalin

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