Just What It Be Like

[Intro] Sos' baby Bandana boys Cap or die Yup, yup BG, L Put the K to your face DJ's on the beat so this a banger [Chorus] These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like [Verse 1] I remember runnin' 'round high school with a tool, thinkin' I'm cool I played duh-duh-duh-cooly, didn't have the flu either Rocking my jewels Probably pull up to the high school reunion, look at my coupe I cannot hoop but I know some niggas that really know how to shoot Fuck you think you? You don't fuck with me then I don't fuck with you Thought we was cool We gon' come out the blue and give your ass the blues Stick go Kanye, scoopity scoop My son mama say he been bad, I'm like, "Ooh, what he do?" [Chorus] These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like [Verse 2] Come get your bitch, she on my heels Tryna pull up in heels, 'cause I live in the hills Shorty know I keep it real, you ain't really from the field Ice got me on chill, been running up the mills But we not gon' give, Kool-Aid man, oh yeah Turn a nigga to a car, put some bands on him His mans ran on him, so I had to put my mans on him Think he hot, throw a tan on him If he got the drip, we gon' swim on him, ayy [Chorus] These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like [Verse 3] Came through stuntin', smoking on skunk Bitch we want it, bitch we done it Bitch them fifties, bitch these hundreds Like I ain't got it, bitch I'm on it Can't run out of gas, can't be stuck Tell me the price, can't be much Niggas be talking like they can't get touched We gon' knock 'em down, you can help em up And I don't give a fuck Tadoe come cook 'em, pick 'em up Get your forty-four (Finish 'em) It's a whole lot of bullets left You wanna take it there? We can take it there You lil' soft ass teddy bear Put the K to your face, give you the Glock And make you kill yourself [Chorus] These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy These niggas acting like they want smoke They don't really want smoke They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy Baby, my watch cost a condo Pocket full of hunchos 'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight Still got the Glock with the green light Sometimes shit don't seem right But that's just what it be like