Letras
Lookin' at these niggas on the ground with their cap in
Everything about them say they street why they rappin'
Come to get money, we gon' see who end up tappin'
Fuck what niggas sayin', we steppin'
What's happenin'
Yeah what's happenin'
Yeah what's happenin'
You ain't really tryin' to do nothin' while you actin'
I'm the type to step on you niggas with no reaction
Fuck around with us and get bagged, high fashion
What's happenin'
What's happenin'
What's happenin'
Niggas better stay out my way, I ain't askin'
Open invitation for smoke, I ain't passin'
Ever think to go against me, you wont be lastin
What's happenin'
Ain't see no post, or read no caption, nigga, no askin'
Unless you actually willin' to die, get yo' ass beat over
An app feed, if it was that you know exactly where to catch me
It ain't but two places that jack be, in the crats
Under that front tree or that back tree
Don't tag me, drop some addy's, nigga
We outside in traffic, if it's smoke, turn it into ashes
God forgive em' pick his casket, wear a t-shirt, get em' tatted
Get yo' lick back for that last shit, I ain't slide
Them niggas ratted, wear they jacket
Don't make me speak on what happened
Go ahead, darken your days for early grades
What's happenin' with these niggas?
They're out there throwin' that shade
Buck 50, a bitch-ass nigga with a fresh blade
All I gotta do is hit that button, suckers get sprayed
I ain't never play games with these dudes, attitude rules
Three psychiatrists, my paperwork re-registered, fool
Take that clip out this bitch and whoop yo' ass with the tool
Born bastard, turn savage, fuck the world on fools
When you winnin', niggas got perfect attendance
When you losin', niggas come up missin' and actin' different
Fuck em', Cuney homes, went to war with half a Houston
I know who got activated, who ain't do shit
I got a bag on my head, I'm a killer, wanna sponsor this
Dissing on the gram, but never get a response from me
And I'm action till they put me in my casket
And I ain't dodgin' smoke, I'm jumpin' out like what's happenin'
You know the blisters know what's up with me
Trap house junkie, big dog, got a bag on me
Product of the slum, they get active when it come to me
Tossed a 50-ball off the water at the Marble Tree
I pray this money don't go to my head and get to me
But I can drop a bag on your head, ain't no snake in me
Really from the gutter, I be trappin' where the takers be
I be outside everywhere niggas never be
Lookin' at these niggas on the ground with their cap in
Everything about em' say they street while they rappin'
Come to get money, we gon' see who end up tappin'
Fuck what niggas sayin', we steppin'
What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin'?
You ain't really tryin' to do nothin' why you actin'
I'm the type to step on you niggas with no reaction
Fuck around with us and get banged, high fashion
What's happenin', what's happenin', what's happenin'?
Niggas better stay out my way, I ain't askin'
Open invitation for smoke, I ain't passin'
Ever think to go against me, you won't be lastin', what's happenin'?
You on my side of town, them niggas ready to hunt you down
I ain't hear them bitches scream my name when bitches smokin' loud
Told my lil' partner workin' shoulders when he use a stick
Now they tryna figure out what happened like they don't know it's me
They see me on the gram, I'm in the lamb, yeah, 3 deep
In the backseat, feelin' like a nerd, this bitch too geek
Whole time, I ain't know what happened to them last niggas
I was in the studio with Trey talkin' this cash shit
Ayy, look, ayy, what the business, what they talkin' bout?
Meet me at the spot in a minute, we finna pop out
Menace in the cut, waitin' on the signal from Blaylock
Rock behind the wheel in the lead, we in the dropbox
We just spun the bend from the front, them niggas lackin'
Me and Reaper hop out on feet and get to smackin'
What's happenin'? They say every action, come with reaction
So we switchin' up the moves, we fixin' up like we can
I ain't never need no handouts, always fuck a nigga, pay me
I'm from the ghetto, good pussy, drive a hood nigga crazy
It ain't no pressure on no beef, I been busy, sack, chasin'
I might pull up like, what's happenin'? Have a hater heart racin'
I'm way too cool like I was Freon, I do not fuck with peons
He was tender for the pussy, wipe him, swipe him, that's what we on
I like to ride by myself, remember packed up in that Nissan
Now whenever they cut the beat on, I'm bankin' them like the heat on
Lookin' at these niggas on the ground with that cap in
Everything about them say they street, why they rappin'?
Come to get money, we gon' see who end up tappin'
Fuck what niggas sayin', we steppin', what's happenin'?
What's happenin'? What's happenin'?
You ain't really tryin' to do nothin', why you actin'?
I'm the type to step on you niggas with no reaction
Fuck around with us and get bagged, high fashion
What's happenin'? What's happenin'?
Niggas better stay out my way, I ain't askin'
Open invitation for smoke, I ain't passin'
Ever think to go against me, you gon' be lastin'
What's happenin'?