[Intro]
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
One hand on the wheel (Wheel), one hand on her thigh (Thigh)
She start giving me head while she look me in my eye
For my nigga, I'd kill, for my nigga, I'd die
Can't wait to get to the crib, I'ma fuck her from the side (Ah)
You was in the house, nigga, I was outside (Trap)
Fifteen years old, sellin' dope and getting high
Spent an easy forty stacks in Saks just on getting fly (Swag)
Playin' with the wrong nigga, he must wanna die (Stupid ass)
Bought a 'Rari just to take it to the trap and park it (Skrrt)
Spent twenty stacks and threw a barbecue in the apartments (Trap)
Rich, humble, and heartless (Yeah)
Pulled up at the red light, push a button, my car got topless
I wake up in the morning, pour up syrup, I don't drink coffee (Nah)
My lil' bitch too bossy (Bad)
Try to fuck with her, she act like she don't hear you talkin' (Deaf)
Ain't never trust a nigga ever since my cousin crossed me (Fuck 'em)
Ain't never trust a nigga ever since my cousin crossed me (Fuck 'em)
[Chorus]
Nigga, what's the deal? What's the deal? What's the deal? (What up?)
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel (For real)
I been countin' mil' after mil' after mil' (Woo)
All these diamonds real (Real), all my niggas real (For real)
Nigga, what's the deal? What's the deal? What's the deal? (Hah)
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel (Woah)
I been countin' mil' after mil' after mil' (Woah)
All these diamonds real (Woah), all my niggas real (Woah)
[Verse 2]
Every time I fuck my bitch, I fuck her 'til she scream (Yeah)
I remember when all of this shit was just a dream (For real)
Yeah, I love my straps, they come with infrared beams (Beams)
Yeah, I love my straps, they come with infrared beams (Uh)
Smokin' on Gelato, flyin' through Southside Chicago
In a Porsche, I'm dodging potholes, living life like no tomorrow
Or I'm out in California, my Mexican bitch house, eatin' tacos
I get money with my vato (José), my role model El Chapo (Trap)
All these rocks on me, my lil' white bitch, she call me Rocko (It's Dolph)
My OGs keep blue rags tied 'round they head like Leonardo (Damn)
My lil' nigga, he keep his purple flag like Donatello (Hah)
In the hood in a Lambo (Yeah), smokin' a blunt of Jell-O (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Nigga, what's the deal? What's the deal? What's the deal? (What up?)
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel (For real)
I been countin' mil' after mil' after mil' (Woo)
All these diamonds real (Real), all my niggas real (For real)
Nigga, what's the deal? What's the deal? What's the deal? (Hah)
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel (Woah)
I been countin' mil' after mil' after mil' (Woah)
All these diamonds real (Woah), all my niggas real (Woah)
[Outro]
Nigga, what's the deal? What's the deal? What's the deal?
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
I been countin' mil' after mil' after mil'
All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
Nigga, what's the deal? What's the deal? What's the deal?
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
I been countin' mil' after mil' after mil'
All these diamonds real
What’s the Deal was written by DJ Squeeky & Young Dolph.
What’s the Deal was produced by DJ Squeeky.
Young Dolph released What’s the Deal on Fri Oct 20 2017.