What It Is

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Haha, hey
Y'all know what it is, my nigga

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars
Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars
And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down
Ridin' on them twenty-four's with a car full of hoes

[Verse 1]
And don't it look so good when he ridin' in the Charger?
Say you already know, the color Mr. [?]
Everybody waitin' on me to talk to the city
Shawty cooler than a fan, you gotta fuck with me
I see you lookin', dude, shawty gettin' money
I congratulate you, I ain't hatin', homie
Shit, get to it, shawty, do your thing
There they go, I see them niggas switchin' lanes
[?] in the middle
Got a car full of hoes and they hangin' out the window
And my top let back and my [?] down low
Let the panoramic back and my [?] to the floor

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars
Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars
And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down

[Verse 2]
Peanut butter Chevy, fudge brown
Twenty-sixes on it, that bitch sittin' [?]
Four-five tucked, the barrel by my nuts
Stuff comin' down, we finna get it crunk
Boss Skittled up, my neck piece sick
CTE the clique, this real boss shit
Ghetto superstars, we bring them whips out
I'll come for they set, we gon' [?] them clips out
Young player nigga, got game for a bitch
Addicted to this life, I won't trade it in for shit
Wake up in the morning [?] city lookin' pretty
Keep a [?] on me 'case them busters try to hit me

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars
Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars
And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down
Ridin' on them twenty-four's with a car full of hoes

[Verse 3]
Whole team violent, [?] gang drillin' 'em
Jeezy in the Lambo', Sprite green, killin' 'em
[?] in the white boy, Slick ridin' Darth Vader
Everybody shinin', you can tell them boys gettin' paper
Life for the rich and famous, still keep it hood though
Still ridin' old schools, all got [?] doors
Man, it feel good, more broads than a fashion show
VIP status, you ain't on my level, ho
Picture my stunts, switchin' lanes with my homies
Ridin' dirty on they ass, one-eighty on the dash
This the life, homeboy, give 'em somethin' to talk about
See us in the streets with them cars, yeah, we showin' out

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Ridin' good, blowin' money, hangin' out them cars
Everybody back to back and we lookin' like stars
And what it is? What it is? What it is? What it is?
And what it is? And what it is? And what it is? And what it is?
Everybody in a line, you can see 'em comin' down
Ridin' on them twenty-four's with a car full of hoes