W.Y.G.D.

Uhh, yerr, Nolaboy
Uhh, uhh, uhh

Don't know how it feel to touch on a mill, go get it, I'm chillin', foreal
From Nola where niggas and bitches be grimey
They'll slime you, foreal

I'm grabbin' the wheel
In love with blue bills, I'm drivin' the boat in this shit
I pray that I live to put on for my fam, ain't fuckin' with pills or no cigs

Played the hand I was dealt with no rules
I ain't rockin' them jeans if they ain't Trues
I can't fuck with nobody if it ain't you
So many fakes in disguise, hard to stay true

But I had to get it out the mud, yeah, with my blood, yeah
Came from scrappin' crumbs to gettin' that bread like I'm Gates, yeah
If you hatin', get in line, yeah, I got time, yeah
If you snakin', get you lined, yeah, for that price, yeah

Stay true, give me all of you
Stay true, is it hard to do
Stay true, all i want is you
Stay true, while I count up these blues

What you gone do when the feds come
What you gone do with that switch
What you gone do when the feds come
I hope you don't tell on the clique

What you gone do when them guns buss
Prolly hide and cry like a bitch, aye
What you gone do when them feds come
Betta slide and take yo lil' lick, aye

What you gone do when they come for you
What you gone do when they start fuckin' yo boo
What you gone do when they start plottin' on you
What you gone do when they start oppin' on you
What you gone do

Most of these niggas ain't gone do shit
Most these niggas be cap on a mix
Most these niggas be actin' legit
Stop it, they need to quit it

Most of these bitches be lustin' for funds, but they ain't worth a cent
No Fifty, won't drop a dime on a bitch
Silly, ain't takin' licks 'bout a bitch

I do not disrespect, until I feel disrespect
And then it's up from that, it can't go down like that
I know what I rep and that's facts, I don't need no vouch for that
We can't even indulge in that, can't even condone in that

What you gone do when the feds come
What you gone do with that switch
What you gone do when the feds come
I hope you don't tell on the clique

What you gone do when them guns buss
Prolly hide and cry like a bitch, aye
What you gone do when them guns buss
Betta slide and take yo lil' lick, aye

What you gone do when the feds come
What you gone do with that switch
What you gone do when the feds come
I hope you don't tell on the clique

What you gone do when them guns buss
Prolly hide and cry like a bitch, aye
What you gone do when them guns buss
Betta slide and take yo lil' lick, aye

What you gone do when they come for you
What you gone do when they start fuckin' yo boo
What you gone do when they start oppin' on you
What you gone do when they start plottin' on you
What you gone do

What you gone do when the feds come,
I hope you don't tell on the clique

What you gone do when them guns buss
Prolly hide and cry like a bitch, aye
What you gone do when them guns buss
Betta slide and take yo lil' lick, aye



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Writer(s): Jorey Pannia
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