Oh Well So What! lyrics

[Verse 1: Autumn!]
Shawty really trynna f*ck, I'm like, "Oh well, so what!"
pus*y boy talking down, he can get wet up
Choppa got one hundred rounds
But I keep that Beretta
Thirty shots to the face
Eat that sh*t like some lettuce
n*ggas pus*y and they rats
Yeah they keep on confessing
Big bands in my jeans
And that stick on the dresser
Pull up d-12, pull up in that damn compressor

[Verse 2: Summrs]
And my money so long, like your bands [?]
'Cause I keep it on the dresser
Baby girl let me dress ya
n*gga talking hella sh*t
We gon' put him on a stretcher
Sprint to that motherf*cking guap
Tell those pus*y n*ggas catch up

[Verse 3: Autumn!]
Pulling up in the foreign coupe
sh*t ran like some ketchup
Got an AK and a AR boy, you better have your vest up
Undercover jeans hold big bands
Gotta run that check up
Take your mans with some hollow tips
Now he gonna need a check-up
Got a black b*tch and a white b*tch
sh*t looking like a Panda
I don't f*ck with n*ggas, I don't f*ck with b*tches
All ya'll n*gga's is some randoms
[Verse 4: Summrs]
12 asking sh*t n*gga but I don't really got to answer
Me and my Spanish b*tch slidin' in an all-black phantom
n*gga want some smoke, give a n*gga cancer
n*gga what you wanna do
Put your f*cking hands up
And if I have that damn glizzy
Make him put his hands up
Take all that n*gga sh*t
And hold that sh*t for ransom
Baby heard I'm that guy
Shawty said I'm too fly
Sippin' lean until I die
Perks f*ck with my mind
Shawty coming out that brain
She giving me piece of her mind
Baby girl she a ten
But she can't even get a dime
n*gga said he f*cked my b*tch
But that hoe ain't mine

[Verse 5: Autumn!]
But that hoe ain't mine
Tell me why these little n*gga lying
And you know I keep a nine
Run up and you dyin'
Rollie on my wrist, I can't even tell the time
f*cking on your b*tch
I do that sh*t all the time
Big guns, banana clips
Aim that sh*t right at your spine
All about my poker chips
Yeah, pull that shawty and I dip
She gon' swallow all my kids
[Outro: Summrs]
Baby heard I'm that guy
Shawty said I'm too fly
Sippin' lean until I die
Perks f*ck with my mind
Shawty coming out that brain
She giving me piece of her mind
Baby girl she a ten
But she can't even get a dime