What is That (feat. TGM Rell)

Ayy like what is that
That money ain't never had, ayy, what like what is that
That stick that's gonna blast, ayy, what like who is that
Yo bitch she throwin' ass, ayy, what yeah who is that
Them Goat boys smokin' thrax,
And we be countin racks and racks that be the size of Shaq
Goons post up in that skat
And they gon' be quick on yo ass
You a punk I'll call you daft
We wild just like the Kratts,
First pick up in the draft
Cause I get cheese like it's Kraft

Live life like it's no tomorrow
We livin' this shit fast
KD a knock a nigga out and put his body in the trash
Dope got me movin' slo-mo like I'm hit with lag
And this that strong OG green it's the same color as grass
We got a problem that's no issue, bro roll down this mask
If I got it, bronem got it folks don't even gotta ask
Gotta get all this money, that's my one and only task
And they don't do it how we do it, I ain't talkin' bout no rags, nah
I ain't talkin' bout no rags, but you know we get them bags
In the mall we poppin tags
And we pull up on your avenue like we shoppin at Saks
You got your head down look up, you see a hundred Glocks and mags
Fuck that pretty boy shit, I'm rockin' that Goat Boy swag
And I feel like Albert Einstein, I'm whippin' up in the lab
And I'm smokin' up that dope, I need the whole thing, not a half
And they surprised on how we act, bitch, you know how we act

Ayy like what is that
That money ain't never had, ayy, what like what is that
That stick that's gonna blast, ayy, what like who is that
Yo bitch she throwin' ass, ayy, what yeah who is that
Them Goat boys smokin' thrax,
And we be countin racks and racks that be the size of Shaq
Goons post up in that skat
And they gon' be quick on yo ass
You a punk I'll call you daft
We wild just like the Kratts,
First pick up in the draft
Cause I get cheese like it's Kraft

Yeah, I get that motherfuckin' cheese, yeah, like I'm Ruffles
Yeah, I'm really sponsored by that motherfuckin' cheesy puffs
Yeah, nigga, turn me up, yeah, you know I really get paid
Ayy, you know I'm real self-made, yeah, TGM
TGM that's my own brand, yeah, I got that cheese
Yeah, you know I'm really turned up, you know I'm on that lean
Yeah, nigga, I get motherfuckin' wild, feel slow
Yeah, you know I'm really on some drugs, and they affect my mental hoe
Yeah, they affect my mental though, yeah, I'm fuckin' on that bitch real slow
I'm caressing on her body, yeah, I'm fuckin' on that hoe
Yeah, you know how I do, TGM Rell a really nasty hoe

Ayy like what is that
That money ain't never had, ayy, what like what is that
That stick that's gonna blast, ayy, what like who is that
Yo bitch she throwin' ass, ayy, what yeah who is that
Them Goat boys smokin' thrax,
And we be countin racks and racks that be the size of Shaq
Goons post up in that skat
And they gon' be quick on yo ass
You a punk I'll call you daft
We wild just like the Kratts
First pick up in the draft
Cause I get cheese like it's Kraft



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Writer(s): Tyrell Haygood
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