What's The Deal? (Interlude) Lyrics

Bitch I'm not playing

My brudda keep doors all on his trap, and they all swangin'

Fuck round leave yo dumb ass on all on Fox, fuck what the laws sayin'

He keep him a stick to scope the block, bitch he not playing

You'll think it's a playground when we slide thru', make y'all all famous

Like what's the deal?

Just jumped up in the field, now you think you trained to kill

Niggas out here crashing not tryna go get a mill

But me I keep it real, so mother fuck how you feel

Uhh, uh

Oh, I

Never letting go of emotions, bitch my door wide

Niggas steady poppin' it, but they be never outside

Lil' bitch you better shut up, 'fore we leave yo fuckin' mouth wide

Red stain on yo shirt, gon' leave it looking like some tie dye

Like how you feel?

You niggas steady pop it, but can't back it up for real

Niggas swear they killers, till it's time to go and kill

That's why I'm chasing money, could give a fuck how they feel

Uhh, uh

Bitch I'm not playing

My brudda keep doors all on his trap, and they all swangin'

Fuck round leave yo dumb ass on all on Fox, fuck what the laws sayin'

He keep him a stick to scope the block, bitch he not playing

You'll think it's a playground when we slide thru', make y'all all famous

Like what's the deal?

Just jumped up in the field, now you think you trained to kill

Niggas out here crashing not tryna go get a mill

But me I keep it real, so mother fuck how you feel

Uhh, uh