What's Goin On
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"Yo, you know that bitch?"
"Come on, son, you know I know this bitch
You know that bitch, we used to see her at
The store every morning at the two-four"
"Aggressive"
"Exactly, I used to fuck her sister, but you ain't know that, though"
"We gon' do Tellies upstairs with Chetty"
"Upstairs with Chetty, Gang"
Uh, acknowledge I'm sent, Christian Dior probably my scent
Five percent tip, that money dirty, gotta get rinsed
I'm probably in Philly, Auntie block, high eating fish
Diamond my wrist, better than the block pumping, tryna get rent
Not in my circle, then you tryna get spinned
Just tryna get rich, pull up knockin' Gladys on niggas
The way we living might embarrass you niggas
Might fade to black on you niggas
Depressed faces, they sad, mad I actually did it
The only God, I went and tatted my nigga, pinky ring and
Me and four ladies at brunch got attitudes like they came on a bus
Can't make this up, cigar smoke lingering
The shit on me large, it's not medium
Just got off them papers, he smokin' weed again
They was callin' me broke, catch a shot over that Nautica boat
I'm a wolf, never call me the G.O.A.T., they all wanna know
Bet you don't know what's going on (Going on)
Streets don't love you like I do
Bet you don't know what's going on (Going on)
Streets don't love you like I do
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, my side different, they call on us when the vibe driftin'
We the wave that got the tide shiftin'
I move weight, never tried liftin'
Never leave it, gotta ride with 'em
You nosy niggas probably tried sniffin'
Real tissue, the bros will wipe your nose
Makin' friends with the money expose all type of foes
I be super fly, these hoes just wipe my clothes
She's a easy target, you 'posed to snipe at those
In the Rolls doin' sixty, bumpin' that Nipsey
Shorty with me kinda tiny, one drink and she tipsy
Always think she know somethin', be callin' a gypsy
Told her believe it or not, she callin' me Ripley
Aliens, yeah, that shit out of this world
Took you to the Prada store 'cause I'm proud of you, girl
Bet you don't know, probably 'cause it's too slept on
This that dope that make the block get they two step on
You'll catch on
Bet you don't know what's going on (Going on)
Streets don't love you like I do
Bet you don't know what's going on (Going on)
Streets don't love you like I do
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh