"It Is What It Is" lyrics
"It Is What It Is"
(feat. Drego)
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
Boy
Run off on the plug, shit, it is what it is
I lied to the hook 'bout some shit that I did
I fuck her first night 'cause she know that I'm rich
Shit don't look right, Brodie, hand me the blick
You might not make it back home, that's why they call it a risk
You call a ho wifey, I just call her a bitch
I send everybody, that's why they call it a blitz
The lil' bitch, she a stripper and she twerk for her chips
I don't never judge her 'cause she gotta pay rent
I load 'em up with switches 'cause I know that he spent
I was drunk ballin' on you, I don't know what I spent
I keep my thoughts to myself, I don't know how to vent
I'm a big Blood baby, I don't know how to Crip
I'm a big P baby, I don't know how to trick
I be sneakin' with yo' ho and I know that you sick
You just blew this dick, why is you tryna kiss?
They know I'm the one, that's why these lil' niggas pissed
Man, you not even a two, so why you think you the shit?
You know that you talk, so why you think you ain't snitch?
I just cook the work, I'm 'bout to serve him a dish
These niggas be sweet, that's why they call it a lick
I'm on the coast for the bag, they startin' to think that I fish
I fucked up shit with my old ho, I'm still tryna fix
I couldn't bust a nut, but I ain't wanna quit
So I thought about another ho that I wanna hit
I got up close on a nigga 'cause I ain't wanna miss
I know she had some good head 'cause she talk with a lisp
The shit I spent on the dope, dog, I could've bought a wrist
Let's keep this shit real, dog, I could bought yo' bitch
They retired red, so I'm sippin' on Tris
You pop out, you gon' die, so he rather just diss
I can stack the pros, but I rather just shit
You can't die with it, fuck it, show him you him
I can't fuck with you 'cause you fuckin' with them
I can't stop lovin' you, I feel like I'm Kim
Count up twenty thousand, put it right on yo' brim
I got a Asian plug that look like Jeremy Lin
She said, "Tell me about yo' life, bae, how did you get rich?"
I been shittin' all my life, I don't know where to begin
I'm so deep in that water, I might grow me some fins
I told lil' bro, "Change yo' life," 'cause he just wanna spin
She tryna have a threesome with me, but I just want yo' friend
I said this shit while I was laughin', so she think that I'm playin'
The road so fuckin' hot, I damn near got me a tan
All these switches come with drums, I damn near got me a band
He keep tryna take pictures, think I got me a fan
I fucked a bitch, then ghost her, thought she had her a man
- AZLyrics
- D
- Damedot Lyrics
album:
"HIGH AT MY LOWEST" (2026)
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