What Is It Gone Be

Hey

Pocket full a dough, headed to the store

Like what it's gone be with it

Hey, had the pedal to the floor and the Chevy on 4's

Like I'm rollin' with me with it

Hey, what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Hey

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

I roast a ho

I'm Lieutenant Roast-a-Botch, ask about me though

I don't play no childish games and I don't fuck with lames

I'm a top hat in the game, playin' with a little change

On the 1300 block is where I learned my knowledge

Narcotic vendor, A-1 yola, not that garbage

Me love to smoke the reefer, make me feel so Me love to blow sativa keep me woke and hyphy

Sometimes the quietest one in the room is the loudest

Sometimes the loudest one in the room is the cowardest

When there's a play in motion, best believe I'm in it

Long as it makes good business sense and we winnin'

I landed on Earth in a spaceship coming from Mars

With a pencil and a notepad full of bars

Started cookin' up coke in pots and pickle jars

If I wanted to every day I could buy a new car

Biatch!

Hey

Pocket full a dough, headed to the store

Like what it's gone be with it

Hey, had the pedal to the floor and the Chevy on 4's

Like I'm rollin' with me with it

Hey, what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Hey

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

In the store, like what it's gone be

Either or Hennessey homie let's see

Two packs of the wraps for that loud pack

And a fat pack of Magnums, how 'bout that

Whoa, had a pocket full of dough

Headed to the store, like what it's gone be nigga

Whoa, had the pedal to the floor and the Chevy on 4's

Like I'm rollin' with me nigga

Uh, had to stop and check my profile

For the ones who ain't knowin', bet they know now

I'm the one used to kick it with the slow style

While I kick back and let the dough pile, wow

Yeah, got me chillin' with my folks

And these niggas know I'm fittin' to smoke, where your lighters at?

Whoa, got me puffin' on the do'

And these niggas know I be lovin' when it's like that

Uh, right back to business

In other words, yeah we still on fitness

Take a sip of my drink when I finish

Y'all know how I'm gonna end this

Hey

Pocket full a dough, headed to the store

Like what it's gone be with it

Hey, had the pedal to the floor and the Chevy on 4's

Like I'm rollin' with me with it

Hey, what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Hey

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Uh, what it's gone be

I could sell honey to a bee

I could sell a locksmith a key

Sell a dispensary some tree

I got the mouthpiece of a P

A pimp

A bitch I'll never be

A simp

Used to be underprivileged

Now I drink Privilege

Release my love ones in the penitentiary

Buyin' my music through CorrLinks and JPay

Hella swole, come up out the shirt

Calisthenics, burpees and bar work

Was raised in a quicksand habitat

Where the majority was Pilipino and black

You pickin' up what I'm puttin' down?

If you can't swim, you bound to drown

Biatch!

Hey

Pocket full a dough, headed to the store

Like what it's gone be with it

Hey, had the pedal to the floor and the Chevy on 4's

Like I'm rollin' with me with it

Hey, what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Hey

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be

Tell me what it's gone be