Letra de What It Iz - OhGeesy

(Feat. Lefty Gunplay)

Yeah

Yeah

(Chambers)

(D-Diego)

Ayy, yeah, what it is, ho?

Finna buy a Wraith Cullinan before I get ghost

Money, power, respect what I live for

Fuck I look like arguin' with niggas that don't get dough?

I know a couple niggas ran a check up on Skid Row

I know a hundred fiends, it ain't enough, I'm finna get more

I know you hittin' licks, it ain't enough, you better hit more

One bitch ain't good enough, why? 'Cause I need ten hoes

It's not the little one, it's the Big O

Told you I sell molly, lean, and crystal

My bitch said I'm fucked up in the head, I'm a sicko

In the mall with my kid, better know I got my pistol

Get the work, then I stretch it like a limo

Hit the opps' block, make 'em duck just like it's limbo

Fuck a fight, air him out he, think he Kimbo

I need every last dime, it's simple

New York, I'm Uptown, in Miami, I'm in Brickell

In the Bay, we gettin' wavy, catch me floatin' off a thizzle

In the Chi, I get fly, eatin' gyros to the gristle

I'm the plug with the drugs, I ain't the monkey in the middle

In the A, got lean like I'm Juiceman

You bring a friend, I bring a friend, we'll run a two-man

Sold so many Percs, I'm the blue man

If Geesy can't do it, I don't know who can

Ayy, yeah, what it is, ho?

Finna buy a Wraith Cullinan before I get ghost

Money, power, respect what I live for

Fuck I look like arguin' with niggas that don't get dough?

I know a couple niggas ran a check up on Skid Row

I know a hundred fiends, it ain't enough, I'm finna get more

I know you hittin' licks, it ain't enough, you better hit more

One bitch ain't good enough, why? 'Cause I need ten hoes

Yeah, and what it is, ho? (Bitch, where you at?)

Anthony Rizzo with this motherfuckin' pistol

Ten-four when I shoot him (Shoot him), roger that

Face of LA with this blue Dodger cap

Taught her everything she know, her baby daddy cat (Pussy)

Just bought a new Maybach off of OfferUp in cash

I put a body on a nina and you know I buried that

Make a sextape, Paris Hilton, and I'll marry that

It's that knockout, definition original baby gangster

My road dog rolled it up and now he 'Wood, shanked him (Killer)

Thank him, yeah, what it is, though?

Gunned him down in the front seat of my Benzo (Skrrt)

Fuckin' on your bitch, I leave her in the friendzone (She my homegirl now)

Yeah, look, 'cause I'ma slide in that thang, ratchets to my gang (Gang, gang)

Ridin' with my baby mama every single day

Whenever I'm with you, I'm thinkin' 'bout the gang

Ayy, yeah, what it is, ho? (Yeah, gang, gang, gang, gang)

Finna buy a Wraith Cullinan before I get ghost

Money, power, respect what I live for

Fuck I look like arguin' with niggas that don't get dough?

I know a couple niggas ran a check up on Skid Row

I know a hundred fiends, it ain't enough, I'm finna get more

I know you hittin' licks, it ain't enough, you better hit more

One bitch ain't good enough, why? 'Cause I need ten hoes

Yeah, look, OTX, OTR

Yeah

It's the famous gangbanger

Lefty Gunplay and OhGeesy in this bitch

Whole lotta gang shit

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