What To Do

[Intro]
(It's surreal gang lil-)

[Chorus]
Yeah these niggas they so fucked up, they don't know what to do
I'm sippin' Travis in this bitch, I'm the highest in the room
Yeah, these niggas just really fucked up
Yeah, I ain't got no feelings, I don't show no tough love
Yeah, nigga better get his bag, better get his paper up
Yeah, nigga please don't play, we'll send you up
Yeah, drop that bag, this money ain't shit, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, how many times you gon' say lies to me?
Yeah, I'm loaded up, I swear I'm as high as I can be
Yeah, I just closed my eyes, I swear that I'm not sleepin'
I been floatin' for so long that I swear that I got weak
Gettin' money don't mean shit, it don't mean nun' to me
Yeah, I just poured another fuckin' cup up
Yeah, I got too much motion, I can't get stuck
They tryna' switch teams like they wanna' come with us

[Verse]
Yeah, the circle got small, no I haven't
Ain't worried bout' this shit cause' this money ain't subtractin'
I just came to make that bag, yeah, I just want my backend
[?] sorry, no I haven't
In the car, beep when it get too close when I back in
[?] ain't ready for that action
Yeah, I'ma lose my mind, I'ma go insane, know how I get
Trappin' for the low, don't make no sense, you on some hot shit
And my cup watered down like this lame ass bitch
K with an extension cord, yeah it came with a switch
Can't fuck with these niggas cause' I know they on some [?] shit
Don't associate me with these niggas, I know they on some lame shit
Runnin', catchin' plays, yeah I be on some paper shit
[?] cause' them niggas wasn't made for this

[Outro]
But that bitch still got a twin turbo
[?]
On god you make me paranoid sometimes