What You Gonna Do Now lyrics

(Wake up, F1lthy)

[Upclosechris]
Yeah
What you gonna now? Yeah, what you gonna do now?
What you gonna now? Yeah, what you gonna do now?
W-What you gonna now—woah—what you gonna do now?
What you gonna now? Yeah, what you gonna do now?
What you gonna do now? Found a beat where I found a sound
What you gonna do now? You left the gang, now you ain't being found
What you gonna do now? Hop left and right, I’m all around
What you gonna do? Yeah, yeah—what you gonna do now?
What you gonna say now? You done said everything you need to say
What you gonna say now? You ain't even talk to me all day
What I'm gonna do now? Get some Sprite and have a great day
What they gonna do now? I drop a song, they open they mouth
What you gonna say now? You don't gotta lie to me
How you know about that? You don't got a watch on me
You can fight that b*tch, but you don't gotta fight around me
You can talk yo' sh*t, but don't you talk sh*t to me
You can come around, but don't say no dumb sh*t to me
You can hang around, but don't hang around too long with me
You up here Twitter typing, but you don't got no sh*t to say to me
You can talk yo' sh*t, but don't talk yo' sh*t to me
What you gonna now? Yeah, what you gonna do now?
What you gonna now? Yeah, what you gonna do now?
What you gonna now? Woah, what you gonna do now?
What you gonna now? Yeah, what you gonna do now?
What you gonna do now? Found a beat where I found a sound
What you gonna do now? You left the gang, now you ain't being found
What you gonna do now? Hop left and right, I’m all around
What you gonna do? Yeah, yeah—what you gonna do now?
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Huh—oh, what you gonna do now?
We gonna flock you down, .223 with a 40-round, yeah
Stab yo' ass like that killer clown, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can chase you down, kick this b*tch up outta bounds, yeah
We gonna get up close, that way it'll make a sound, yeah
We gonna di*k her down, leave that pus*y square and loud, yeah
Like [?] cream, [?] like her child, yeah, yeah
ARPs and [?]
Beat that pus*y right—she go wild, [?]
We not in the forest, lift me up like a kite
Pull up wet tonight, something ain't seeming right
Something ain't seeming right—Glock up, yeah, then he bite like bust
Tried to f*ck me over, lost my trust
We gonna get you off the chuzz

[LXGACY KNOWS]
Huh huh, f*cking a b*tch—yeah, hey
Double arrest, f*cking yo' b*tch, I'ma shoot it
(Please no)
I—I kill anybody that wanna f*ck with you and mess with me
If you gonna die, you can get tracked—you missing me
f*ck you, b*tch—you gonna die in a grave, uh
Huh huh, in a graveyard, that b*tch—she got it fade, yeah
If you want the fade, you can f*cking ask for it—that bang, uh
If you want that b*tch, [?]
You know where my city is [?] with paint, yeah
You could go shot me, [?] f*ck that b*tch
I trust hoes, [?] I f*ck that b*tch
Huh huh, I don't even know what I'm saying and Bando a b*tch
Yeah, 11AM—man, you should probably go to 12 'cause you slow as sh*t
Huh huh, ha ha—you slow as sh*t, ha
Pick up the pace, b*tch—
Huh huh huh huh huh—go in the f*cking case, huh