Just What It Is

Fasho
Fasho

Mmm
Yea, JD Baity

Ugh, Young Scoob
Let's get it

This beat is water and I'm Walking

But Don't call me Jesus
Finna have a cook out the way I'm eating
With the words I be speaking
You might think I be preaching
But this ain't the weekend
You can take some notes tho
Cause I'm teaching

No broken back I know you knead it
Because I like my own flow
I know I'm so conceited
Addicted to the money if I don't Get it then I'm tweaking
I feel it in my blood that's why these parasites be leeching

Knew I was different when my daddy said he bangin' it
And all he like gospel but I got him sanging shit
Like he was with me in the Streets when I was
Slanging shit
And acting dangerous

Lord forgive me
These niggas wanna talk smack
Like I won't come back
With another automac
And shock em with another Track gave a heart attack
They thinking damn ain't no Other niggas hard as that

And I'm about my cheese but ion Really fuck with rats
So If I hit you with my mouse Trap
Ain't no coming back
And Imma ban yo ass from life
So Tell me How you liking that
Talking to the police the only Time That imma cap

You Want that beef I'll cook a Nigga like a side of fries
I Lay em down wet em up
You getting baptized
Fucking shawty after church now I got
Soul ties
Popped a perk a hit it from the Back
Now her souls mine

I got optimal vision
My Octives hit different
I gotta go get it
The Smoke is clouding up the Spot when I'm in it
All of my doggies gon dig it
Treat these beats like a hoe on The dick
Because I be spittin'
See no signs of me quitting
Ain't no end to this vision
They just whining and bitchin
I wine and dine w my bitch and
Discussing how to get rich
I swear she finer than shit
But if she ever disloyal
I'll be fine w some trick

That's just what it is
That's just what it is

You don't know
Why my flow be so
Gahdamn cold

Alright I'm going back in look

I needa
Bonita
Lil bad mamacita
Nice to meet ya

Sit w me and
You can
Kick ya feet up
And roll some weed up
I mean
We smoke real good
So how you think we eaten
I mean
We eat real good
So how you think we drinking
I mean
We drink real good so
So How you think we discussing
I mean we feel real good
Imagine when we be fucking

Huh
Huh

Now she can't leave me alone
Like I got bad credit
But like I'm shirtless in a breeze
I don't sweat it

So

Relax ya mind baby
Baby Don't get a headache

Cause imma need that
Fucking brain
You can bet it



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Baity
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