What You Want Songtext

All the channels and them bangers them are 'bout
Got the Gs and the Es and them mandem in the South
Rap boy, don't mistake your time here for some clout
'Fore I run up in your studio and and bang you in your mouth
Swear I had it up to here with these fools
I ain't running, I ain't hiding, I ain't scared of these fools
Shop boys, they don't really care 'bout the booze
They just show up, put your show and disappear with your jewels

What you gonna say when the Gs come
When they pulling out and they squeeze one
Bet they have you dippin', have you running like a chicken
Just tryna stay alive till the police come

What you gonna say when the Gs come
When they pulling out and they squeeze one
Bet they have you dippin', have you running like a chicken
Just tryna stay alive till the police come
Tell me what you want, what you really really want
I got a driller in the back, I got a driller in the front
Kind of different where I'm from
A bunch of young kings, tryna make a milli from a song
My nigga, what you on
Make you burn this like it's magic if I hit them with the one
Get a big box of weed and fling it on my dons
Big fat and green like it's living in a swamp

Straight, no P
Only certified hitters that can roll with me
And they load clips daily like [?]
[?] shot body, hot nigga in a cold city
I was in the trap before you hood was in the map
Any violation of this would've got you wacked
Frontline, you was smoking zoobies in the back
Pull it like a USB, I'm tryna pull it in the map

What you gonna say when the Gs come
When they pulling out and they squeeze one
Bet they have you dippin', have you running like a chicken
Just tryna stay alive till the police come

What you gonna say when the Gs come
When they pulling out and they squeeze one
Bet they have you dippin', have you running like a chicken
Just tryna stay alive till the police come

All the channels and them bangers them are 'bout
Yeah, Gs and the Es and them mandem in the South
Yeah, all the channels and them bangers them are 'bout
Yeah, Gs and the Es and them mandem in the South
Gs and the Es and them mandem in the South

Tell me what you want, what you really really want
I got a driller in the back, I got a driller in the front
Kind of different where I'm from
A bunch of young kings, tryna make a milli from a song
My nigga, what you on
Make you burn this like it's magic if I hit them with the one
Get a big box of weed and fling it on my dons
Big fat and green like it's living in a swamp

Tell me what you want, what you really really want
I got a driller in the back, I got a driller in the front
Kind of different where I'm from
A bunch of young kings, tryna make a milli from a song
My nigga, what you on
Make you burn this like it's magic if I hit them with the one
Get a big box of weed and fling it on my dons
Big fat and green like it's living in a swamp

Yeah, yeah