C Biz ft. MLo - What It Is

[MLo] verse :
Should I hit the bitch, maybe I shouldn't
It might stop my chance of hitting her friend
Saw my dick and said oh my goodness
So thick, and its got so much length
Nowadays you ain't gotta be on the field
Man are acting bad for playing the bench
You can miss me with all that bullshit
Fake niggas yeah they let off the stench
I took the hard away
Just like the rez cause I'm skinny not fat
I was juggin up and down in them flats
Tryn'a pay mummy's mortgage off crack
Going jail no it wasn't the plan
Obbo came, and it fucked up the gang
I was with , two bitches from sweden
Feel the wave, but they don't get the slang

[Cbiz] Versе:
I done alot, been through alot
Look at the rocks that sit on my watch
Necks so cold, causе my names so hot
Look at the racks I dropped on my [jog?]
Walked outta jail, saw my nigga make a mill
I been grinding in these streets, i don't care how you feel
£R to the death, so I gotta keep it true
Stunting on niggas, I ain't even gotta deal
I be fresh to death, like a nigga tryn'a kill
Like a [?] got my drip on spill
Wrist done froze i see the whipping up skills
Re a couple packs i might hit you with a deal
Cash on deck got me fucking up the till
£R way cah everything's real
Shot the first nigga i was aiming for the kill
Counting up money she gives me the chills

[MLo] verse :
Enemies, we tryna put them in cemeteries
At the same time I'm tryna get a whole one gone by ten seventeen
I ain't even gotta check the cash, i know its right cause it better be
I kick back - bill back, look at her eyes whilst she pleasure me
My crown jewels yeah she treasures me
Round here we got love for each other
All my young thugs stay with gunners
Major drip slime to your runners
Love line and you swear on mothers
Okay, whatever is that right
Tryn'a loose this weight like fat guys
Put the peng in the water, baptise
God forgive me but i need my cash right

[Cbiz] Verse:
The cash that I get is enormous
The swagger is outta proportion
The music you make is exhausting
Can someone turn off the recording
Real niggas back in fashion
Counting up money that shit is a passion
I hop out the ghost like a phantom
I beat it up like Michael Jackson
I heard they want me to flop
Cause they know I could never be stopped
Fresh and clean, I could never be washed
I'm forever connecting the dots
I don't even remember my opps
Think them niggas still hang on the blocks
Made my way off of crime and the rocks
Someone tell the feds get off my cock
Buss them cases I leave them in shock
If my rap money ever gets stopped
I invested my profit in stocks
Niggas know I could never go pop
For my daughter, I gotta stay hot
Bringing real niggas back to the top
We will never go back to the block
I will never go back to the block