Correction Lyrics What It Is by Lil Yase

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That's what it is (That's what it is)
Gang gang, ayy
I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
n***a, gang, gang gang

Gang, ayy, that's what it is
I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
Bad b*t*h said she wanna eat a n***a kids
Pull up gang, swish, I got mid
pu**y n***a got me feelin' like I'm Kidd
Hit his b*t*h, sh*t, I'm in the wind
Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig'
Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs

b*t*hes know I'm that nig', see all these diamonds on me
Kept these b*t*hes in the trance, it's my climates, homie
Split a n***a wig 'cause he said I was phony
Double back with a SIG, kept a banger on me
I know why this n***a's hatin', 'cause his main b*t*h want me
But I don't love no b*t*hes 'cause at the top, it get lonely
And I don't trust these n***as '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***a, I'll blast you, homie
If I start actin' like a b*t*h, my n***as, they flashin' on me
I'm a Town n***a, 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***a, b*t*h, 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

Gang, ayy, that's what it is
I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
Bad b*t*h said she wanna eat a n***a kids
Pull up gang, swish, I got mid
pu**y n***a got me feelin' like I'm Kidd
Hit his b*t*h, sh*t, I'm in the wind
Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig'
Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs

Worth a whole lot of money, I don't need these n***as
Big 40 on me, I'll squeeze my trigger
Cypress Village n***a '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***a knew it was me
He ain't a shooter, that lil' n***a lie straight through his teeth
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*t*h, he got the ho from me
Countin' 'til my hands hurt, movin' the work
Told that lil' b*t*h to put the dope in her skirt
I don't want your pu**y, I want the cash in the purse
And I ain't lettin' none of these n***as get no verse

Gang, ayy, that's what it is
I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
Bad b*t*h said she wanna eat a n***a kids
Pull up gang, swish, I got mid
pu**y n***a got me feelin' like I'm Kidd
Hit his b*t*h, sh*t, I'm in the wind
Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig'
Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs

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