"Face Of The What" lyrics
ZiggyOnTheKeyboard, lil' bitch
OGz the fuck up
Grrah
I don't care if these niggas don't jack me
I ain't tryna make these niggas happy
PJ got Sally, I be toting Jackie (Jackie)
You can't tell me my niggas not different
I don't care if these niggas don't jack me
I ain't tryna make these niggas happy
PJ got Sally, I be toting Jackie
You can't tell me my niggas not different
Yus Gz, you the face of the Bronx, like, how?
Word to my mother, you shot
We dropped a vid on the same day
We could see that I'm lit and nigga, you not
When I go to school, I'ma walk around the metal detectors, 'cause I gotta bring in the knocks
BDot my brother, for him, let it flock
You was not Drilly Gz when you ran into Dot
On gang, you was ducking
African boy, but you still ain't do nothing
Drop my O, and what O you be touching?
Lotti seen me and niggas started running
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping (Grrah, grrah)
Yus Gz, you the face of the Bronx, like, how? (How)
Word to my mother, you shot (Shot)
We dropped a vid on the same day
We could see that I'm lit and nigga, you not (Not)
When I go to school, I'ma walk around the metal detectors, 'cause I gotta bring in the knocks (Knocks)
BDot my brother, for him, let it flock
You was not Drilly Gz when you ran into Dot (Dot)
Yus Gz, you the face of the Bronx, like, how? (How)
Word to my mother, you shot (Shot)
We dropped a vid on the same day
We could see that I'm lit and nigga, you not (Not)
When I go to school, I'ma walk around the metal detectors, 'cause I gotta bring in the knocks (Knocks)
BDot my brother, for him, let it flock
You was not Drilly Gz when you ran into Dot (Dot)
On gang, you was ducking
African boy, but you still ain't do nothing
Drop my O, and what O you be touching?
Lotti seen me and niggas started running
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping
Grrah, grrah
OGz the fuck up
Grrah
I don't care if these niggas don't jack me
I ain't tryna make these niggas happy
PJ got Sally, I be toting Jackie (Jackie)
You can't tell me my niggas not different
I don't care if these niggas don't jack me
I ain't tryna make these niggas happy
PJ got Sally, I be toting Jackie
You can't tell me my niggas not different
Yus Gz, you the face of the Bronx, like, how?
Word to my mother, you shot
We dropped a vid on the same day
We could see that I'm lit and nigga, you not
When I go to school, I'ma walk around the metal detectors, 'cause I gotta bring in the knocks
BDot my brother, for him, let it flock
You was not Drilly Gz when you ran into Dot
On gang, you was ducking
African boy, but you still ain't do nothing
Drop my O, and what O you be touching?
Lotti seen me and niggas started running
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping (Grrah, grrah)
Yus Gz, you the face of the Bronx, like, how? (How)
Word to my mother, you shot (Shot)
We dropped a vid on the same day
We could see that I'm lit and nigga, you not (Not)
When I go to school, I'ma walk around the metal detectors, 'cause I gotta bring in the knocks (Knocks)
BDot my brother, for him, let it flock
You was not Drilly Gz when you ran into Dot (Dot)
Yus Gz, you the face of the Bronx, like, how? (How)
Word to my mother, you shot (Shot)
We dropped a vid on the same day
We could see that I'm lit and nigga, you not (Not)
When I go to school, I'ma walk around the metal detectors, 'cause I gotta bring in the knocks (Knocks)
BDot my brother, for him, let it flock
You was not Drilly Gz when you ran into Dot (Dot)
On gang, you was ducking
African boy, but you still ain't do nothing
Drop my O, and what O you be touching?
Lotti seen me and niggas started running
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping
48, we was yelling, "What's gunning"
He threw it back and niggas started dumping
Grrah, grrah
Writer(s): Chalim Perry, Alphanso Cole
