What’s That? Lyrics – Joyner Lucas
Can’t catch me when I’m too damn fast, skrr ayy you can’t last
Worked too hard just to turn back now
They don’t like me? That’s too damn bad
Just don’t touch what you can’t have
Yeah you can’t have
Just ’cause I ***, don’t mean she mine
I tossed that *** with a two-hand pass
I just tied up Khaled, now I got the keys
Straight from the block I hop out the P’S
Joyner got niggas that’ll hop out and squeeze
Leave a *** jumpin’ out his dada Supremes
I gotta breath (inhale)
I don’t get enough credit ***, shout out to me
Snitch ass *** brought out the D’s
Wu-Tang *** I brought out the Bees
Ayy worked too hard to go back to the days where I made just a minimum wage, what’s that?
I need head three times a day if not, we ain’t on the same page, what’s that?
Google *** up my net worth, say I got two, three M’s on my name, what’s that?
*** I done made at least twenty M’s *** better fix that ***, I’m paid, what’s that?
This a flex, this ain’t a pissin’ test, *** the disrespect, I gotta interject, I gotta lift the weight, tell all my bench to press, my life been the ***, you niggas been depressed
You either misdirected or you incorrect, I got a Smith & Wesson
Let it rip your flesh and let us split your neck, until you missin’ sections, I’m an evil curse inside a bigger blessing *** ayy
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be in no relationship,
I don’t need no one playing with my head, what’s that?
I made too much money last year, Uncle Sam took half of my bread, what’s that?
I know you really want the ‘rari, but you had to settle for the ‘vette instead, what’s that?
Lil *** stuck in my way, what’s that?
Doc said I’m off of my meds, what’s that?
I don’t even smoke, *** and I’m-
I felt like smoking today
[Verse 2]
Ayy back in the days, I was nickel and diming
They want my soul, but won’t give me a diamond
I want it all, I’ma dig in your pockets
She wanna *** me to get in my wallet (Woah)
My rims are clean if they be sitting in comet
I’m about to count all my commas in private
Our bank account ain’t got nothin’ in common, *** (Look)
Your common sense don’t make cents on my commas
If you got no cents or no commas don’t comment
*** I’m so wavy, I live on a island
Nah, scratch that, I’m floating on stars and eatin’ some ramen
I’m not from this world, I got houses on comets, I promise
Yeah I been trappin’ out the motherfuckin’ hallway
Niggas ain’t learn, now they gotta learn the hard way
Empty my clip like John Wayne, niggas wanna play, a mistake it’s a broadway
Oh you want beef, that’s okay, *** it’s a wrap that’s word to Chipotle
Lock *** down like probate, in your *** mouth, that’s word up to Colgate
I kept the nine up in my momma crib
Was sellin’ nickels and dimes, then the Klonopins
I had the juice in my mind, thought I was radames
I kept some niggaz in line, they knew what time it is
I can never back to the times when I was packaging Tryna get out the back of the project where my auntie live
Up in the trap or apartments, couldn’t sit back and recline
Cause up in the back of my mind I knew it was a matter of time before I die
Cyborg
Niggas wonder why I got a different color eye for
My Lord
Terminator Lucas knock a *** off his *** horse
Sky born
I’m the type of *** that honest ***’ll lie for
I’m the type of *** that all you ***’ll die for
I’m the type of drug that a sober ***’ll get *** for
I don’t wanna be in no relationship,
I don’t need no one playing with my head, what’s that?
I made too much money last year, Uncle Sam took half of my bread, what’s that?
I know you really want the ‘rari, but you had to settle for the ‘vette instead, what’s that?
New *** stuck in my way, what’s that?
Doc said I’m off of my meds, what’s that?
Because when I got back and I found out that he’d stolen-
Lies have gotten all of us into so much trouble
