what it is
Hm, ayy, ayy (Rambo, baby)
What it— uh, ayy, hm, ayy
What it is, what it's not, miss my baby, she got, uh, ayy, lost
Haha, of course
What it is, what it's not, miss my baby, but she got lost
I got drank and I got cake, no more sad songs over no thot
Broke-ass rap nigga hate the virus, ain't got paid since tourin' stopped
Ain't no tough guy, but I ain't friendly, only my brother can hold my Glock
Stay lowkey, but don't front my move, you know how Chicago get when it's hot
I'm from the 'Raq we don't ride no drops
Tinted-up Trackhawks, Sport Macan
I was with KK, that my baby, hit my phone, sorry, bye
Loso a Bébé Kid, but lyin' like he sell 'em for twenty-nine
You know Sawbuck, he still with me, he on BOAs and thots
And Javon just called my phone, he talk like, "Vegas niggas not"
Miss my baby, but that bitch naughty
Took my heart and forgot your collar
Niggas playin' for keeps, and these hoes gon' help rebound it
What it is, what it's not, miss my baby, but she got lost
Haha, ayy, ayy
What it is, what it's not, miss my baby, but she got lost
I got drank and I got cake, no more sad songs over no thot
What it is, what it's not, uh, ooh, ayy
Ooh, ooh, ayy, ayy
What it is, what it's not, miss my baby, but she got lost
I got drank and I got cake, no more sad songs over no thots
Broke-ass nigga hate the virus, ain't got paid since tourin' stopped
Haha, haha, ain't my business though
What it is, what it's not miss my baby, but she got lost
Also none of my business, hahahaha
What it is, what it's not, miss my— uh, ayy
What it is, what it's not, miss my baby, but that bitch nada, ayy
Copy, ayy, ooh
