What You Like

[Intro] Niggas talking that gun shit like they guns spit nigga suck dick Nigga suck dicks Niggas talking that gun shit like they guns spit nigga suck dick Suck dicks [Verse 1] I'm like Joe Masaria, up in that Maseratti No compairing us she be my Harlem hottie Cafeteria after the after party Platinum Bugarri its ice out like glass Bacardi I had it straight, you hungry then have a plate Don’t matter they have to wait, cooking up bagging up half the day Ran in his crib mask on, call it a masquerade Left em dead gas on build like a hand grenade Here's the deposit just no strangers Keep a 100 racks in the closet, ho hangers All black phone poses like loss ranglers Nigga screaming yo v you got it your flow danger I keep the clip full when I fly Like I don’t wanna talk, you can't pull me to the side Only handle the sport equiped fully when it drive Parked up at a park, black hoodie when I slide [Hook x2] Say what you want, say what you like Her eyes will keep you up at night No matter what you try to do Shell always have her hooks on you [Verse 2] I'm like catch me if you can with this check shit Feds watching me now but I expect it Why wouldn’t they, common sense, I'm good with yay Got a sent to my homie it only took a day Looking man rudgy hoodie with my foot in Jays Was cooking weight, cooking weight shit will get whoppie faced Ugly and smoke that color purple Go burns with a honey she love me in reburtle Move funny that why they come to merk ya Take over turf not track but now they run your circle Crime square where I hang out When niggas move the cain and be low what they at I grew up watching bigs with the rocks chain out Bentley on the block know it was hot when they got Dame out Now Rell dropped in the box to knock thing out Was drinking armeders by the box no champagne out [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Niggas talking that dumb shit like you dump shit What you done did I break his legs like who run shit and that A to K get dumping Give a fuck where you from kid I probably fuck where you from kid In and out your hood with that gun hit Like I wish you would you don’t want this Talking blue where that blunt lit, Mountain Dew with my cup with Belvedere on my cup fill, I give em head I'm fucking Y'all niggas stare we stunting, my niggas here its nothing Shots out to who's pumping, whose feeding them with them pumpkins [Hook x2]