pus*y n*gga lyrics

[Verse 1: Strap]
That's a minor setback, for a major comeback
All you Internet thugs, where your f*cking guns at?
Let a n*gga threaten me, make a n*gga run laps
Slab grab the 223, then be sure to c*ck it back
Member I was dealing Crack, I hit a lick for 10 stacks
Dropped straight out of school, went and got a fat sack
Helped my n*gga bounce back, made a vow to count racks
Ain’t no love for pus*y n*ggas, cause they all gon get wacked

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga

[Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh]
Sware to God, these n*ggas is pus*y
Ride by myself, I had my K in the bushes
Had to stick with the tape, play around, you get taped
f*ck around, I got a 38, it's a throwaway
Came through this motherf*cker, blue paint insane
Came through this motherf*cker, new K it great
Young n*ggas know what's good, I been good in every hood
We were trappin in the city spot, made it to the woods
[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga

[Verse 3: Street Money Slab]
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
I ride around with 2 pistols
1 for the man, 1 for my n*gga
Plus both of them b*tches extended
Play with me, you will be missing
Not the berbs, n*gga we in the trentches
On the block, tryna get it
f*ckin round with them b*tches
Street money, we run the city
And we ain’t never slippin
Better watch your b*tch
Cause Street Money Slab, he pimpin
Cause Street Money Slab tryna get it
Cause Street Money Slab in the kitchen
Got my arm in the pot tryna whip it
Tryna turn 5000 to a 50

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
[Verse 4: Money Crew Ju]
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do with them bags?
I am not you, little n*gga
I flip it and get it right back
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
When you is down to your last
Is you gon grab you a shooter?
Is you gon put on that mask?
Walk in this b*tch, poppin Perks like I'm popular
That sh*t, na, I'm not rockin ya
I see you scream my name, hater, try stoppin me
Pockets straight cash, you can tell how I'm choppin up
I bought a watch worth more than your settlement
You can't wait for it, n*gga we ain't even mailin it
If it worth sellin, then n*gga we sellin it
Divide it all up, it big as an elephant

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga
What you gon do? pus*y n*gga