Mook TBG - What They Gone Do lyrics
[Mook TBG - What They Gone Do lyrics]
It's been so long
Y'all can't hear me talk
So yall can hear me through this song
That bitch did me wrong
I don't have no time for niggas
Get it on my own talibandz, we on, bitch
Quit calling my phone
It's crazy how niggas hate on you
Even when you gone i'm trying to get money
I married it when I was young
I started with nothing
Kick down the door and let ‘em through
My niggas is trained to shoot
And I bet they shoot at you
Nigga who the fuck is you
You ain't fuck with me in school
I pull up in coupes
Now you acting like we cool
Nigga I don't fuck with you
I be flexing what they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
I got shooters who might shoot you
What they gone do
If I turn up on a fuck nigga
What they gone do i be flexing
What they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
I be flexing i keep that chopper on me
Case a nigga disrespect me
He wanna be the next me
He keep on talking shit
He gone end up where the fish sleep
I'm tryna get this money
All you niggas will get killed
For playing with my money
I swear to god I'm hungry
Can't wait till I get rich
And split it with my homies
I be flexing what they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
I got shooters who might shoot you
What they gone do
If I turn up on a fuck nigga
What they gone do i be flexing
What they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
Please don't fix your lips to talk to me
What you have to offer me
Got all these bands on top of me
Why they hate on me i'm not anybody
I might catch a body if he run up on me
I'm a pop it and I won't be sorry
If you ran your bandz up in one night
We gon talk about it
Niggas talk about money everyday
But ain't really got it
Got a couple bands in my pants
Ain't no way around it
Get the fuck from 'round me
I don't need no help to fucking count it
Y'all can't hear me talk
So yall can hear me through this song
That bitch did me wrong
I don't have no time for niggas
Get it on my own talibandz, we on, bitch
Quit calling my phone
It's crazy how niggas hate on you
Even when you gone i'm trying to get money
I married it when I was young
I started with nothing
Kick down the door and let ‘em through
My niggas is trained to shoot
And I bet they shoot at you
Nigga who the fuck is you
You ain't fuck with me in school
I pull up in coupes
Now you acting like we cool
Nigga I don't fuck with you
I be flexing what they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
I got shooters who might shoot you
What they gone do
If I turn up on a fuck nigga
What they gone do i be flexing
What they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
I be flexing i keep that chopper on me
Case a nigga disrespect me
He wanna be the next me
He keep on talking shit
He gone end up where the fish sleep
I'm tryna get this money
All you niggas will get killed
For playing with my money
I swear to god I'm hungry
Can't wait till I get rich
And split it with my homies
I be flexing what they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
I got shooters who might shoot you
What they gone do
If I turn up on a fuck nigga
What they gone do i be flexing
What they gone do
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do
Please don't fix your lips to talk to me
What you have to offer me
Got all these bands on top of me
Why they hate on me i'm not anybody
I might catch a body if he run up on me
I'm a pop it and I won't be sorry
If you ran your bandz up in one night
We gon talk about it
Niggas talk about money everyday
But ain't really got it
Got a couple bands in my pants
Ain't no way around it
Get the fuck from 'round me
I don't need no help to fucking count it