What It Is?

Lyrics

[Intro] I just don't understand Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead I don't hear what you say Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead, like [Chorus] What it is, like what the fuck? I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what? Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb [Verse 1] Shuffle a bitch just like I'm Gambit, addict, lean all in my cup Momma knowin' that she raised a savage, I was a demon from the jump Okay, like you claim that you know me, baby, you don't even know me Knock a rapper top right off the top like he Mick Foley Gotta creep from the dead end live once said "OK" so that I spoke it That little ho say she wouldn't love me, my heart got a hole in it Controllin' it, sippin' on so much drink that I got motion sick One phone call to Tank, we leave it blank, it's nice to know you, friend Fuck your bitch, make her say "Uh, oh, you know your shit" Okay, like he claim he an opp but he's too broke to even know the nigga [Chorus] What it is, like what the fuck? I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what? Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb What it is, like what the fuck? I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what? Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb [Verse 2] Okay, I'm high and I'm still on ten, pop an X pill, now I feel dead Drop a god damn opp with another damn shot, now that fuck nigga better be dead Lil' mama, she put it on show tonight, now that I'm holdin' out for her uncle Give her double dose of this dick, like Perc' 10, man, she want one Okay, like Batman, bitch, I'm off of it Lookin' at the ground, where my coffin is Talk to the dead, my alter twin Pint of the Wock', my starter kit Switch up the play like an audible Body count, man, I slaughter hoes Make it go 'round like a 'round a go Money too big, can't stand for bro Gotta sing to the hoes like I'm Jodeci Funny how the dumb thot noticed me Okay, like she claim that she bad But she too broke to even notice me, like [Chorus] What it is, like what the fuck? I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what? Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb What it is, like what the fuck? I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what? Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb