That's what it is (That's what it is) Gang gang, ayy I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids Nigga, gang, gang gang Gang, ayy, that's what it is I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids Bad bitch said she wanna eat a nigga kids Pull up gang, swish, I got mid Pussy nigga got me feelin' like I'm Kidd Hit his bitch, shit, I'm in the wind Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig' Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs Bitches know I'm that nig', see all these diamonds on me Kept these bitches in the trance, it's my climates, homie Split a nigga wig 'cause he said I was phony Double back with a SIG, kept a banger on me I know why this nigga's hatin', 'cause his main bitch want me But I don't love no bitches 'cause at the top, it get lonely And I don't trust these niggas 'cause they ain't come from my corner He ain't from the Mob, he ain't got it tatted on him Soon as I bounce out with that chopper, they scattered on me Toe-tag a nigga, I'll blast you, homie If I start actin' like a bitch, my niggas, they flashin' on me I'm a Town nigga, ho, like Tony! Toni! Toné! Back up 'fore I smack you, you don't know me, know me, know me I'm a Town nigga, bitch, like Tony! Toni! Toné! Back up 'fore I smack you, you don't know me, know me, know me 45 in my drawers, keep it on me, on me, on me Gang, ayy, that's what it is I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids Bad bitch said she wanna eat a nigga kids Pull up gang, swish, I got mid Pussy nigga got me feelin' like I'm Kidd Hit his bitch, shit, I'm in the wind Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig' Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs Worth a whole lot of money, I don't need these niggas Big 40 on me, I'll squeeze my trigger Cypress Village nigga 'til the death of me But I still keep a shooter to the left of me Good coke, I'll give your ass the recipe If the car brand new, nigga knew it was me He ain't a shooter, that lil' nigga lie straight through his teeth He'd tell on me if he could go home free In the name of Sid, I be stackin' these Jennies Livewire strange, yeah, I still move with Penny Hustle like I'm broke, got the game from Lenny But I ain't want that bitch, he got the ho from me Countin' 'til my hands hurt, movin' the work Told that lil' bitch to put the dope in her skirt I don't want your pussy, I want the cash in the purse And I ain't lettin' none of these niggas get no verse Gang, ayy, that's what it is I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids Bad bitch said she wanna eat a nigga kids Pull up gang, swish, I got mid Pussy nigga got me feelin' like I'm Kidd Hit his bitch, shit, I'm in the wind Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig' Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs