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it is what it is - ji beats lyrics

(verse)
huh, aight, huh
i ain’t f*ckin’ with these n*ggas, b*tch, it is what it is
and i ain’t f*ckin’ with the b*tch, if she ain’t swallowing my kids
she said i put that sh*t on, she said i’m flyer than a b*tch
i just lit some hillard pack, it got me higher than a b*tch

i just hired me a b*tch, and then i fired her the next day
i ain’t trippin’ bout the b*tch, i gotta a runner for the next play
i’m puttin’ money in the trap, i ain’t droppin’ it in estate
i poured a four before i slept, and i felt that sh*t the next day

godd*mn, i woke up with a hangover
i kicked the b*tch out the crib, thought that she was stayin’ over
how the f*ck is that a forеign, b*tch, that’s just a range rover
if you see me out in traffic, b*tch, you know it’s gamе over, huh

game over, b*tch, you get no second chances
b*tch, askin’ do i love her, but i think she know the answer
b*tch, asking do i love her, you better off askin’ cupid
i got racks fallin’ out my ass, that’s why i’m walkin’ stupid

i got racks in my pockets, that’s why my pants keep saggin
the b*tch tryna start a family like the b*tch is a * huh
the b*tch tryna start a family like her name is bob saget
b*tch, i got some braggin’ rights, that’s why a n*gga keep braggin
think you in a race with me? you ain’t in my tax bracket
once that pack touchdown, cut it up and double pack it
if this card goes through, i’m turning round & double backin’
i’m really sleepin’ on some money, this a thousand dollar mattress
i’m finna fly to the bay and shoot a movie like an actress
touchdown in your city, b*tch, i’m lookin’ for the scammers
before a n*gga hit this play, i gotta make sure there’s no cameras
tryna run down on me, b*tch, you finna pick your mans up
you will never hear a cop askin’ me to put my hands up
i got all eyes on me like a n*gga doin’ standup
i can tell the b*tch a groupie, i can tell the b*tch was fanned up, huh
just got my d*ck sucked by a random, huh
then a n*gga did the ghost, danny phantom
i’m sippin on a cream soda, but before this sh*t was fanta
i can tell the b*tch a hoe, hoe, hoe like she’s santa
i told the b*tch to blow, blow, blow, blow, like a grabba

(hook)
make the b*tch do what i say, b*tch, it is what it is
take everything in her safe, it is what it is
i’m gettin’ paid, n*ggas can’t relate, it is what it is
i’m steppin’ out rockin’ bathing ape, it is what it is
i’m done f*ckin’ with the fakes, b*tch, it is what it is
busted on the b*tch face, b*tch, it is what it is
i might buy a new chain, b*tch, it is what it is
i ain’t f*ckin’ with these n*ggas, b*tch, it is what it is

- ji beats lyrics

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