What Was It lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Bang
Bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang
Bang bang
Bang, bang, bang
Bang bang

[Chorus]
I come through, lights and cameras, watch got me tripping
She like, "Buy me something," no, I ain't your n*gga
It tastes so good, this here what I'm sipping
What I am is what I am, naw, I ain't flipping
Got shooters in the trenches, bad b*tch do the dishes
Maid do my laundry, come in here, you'll be missing
I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it
She like, "You know my name?" Naw b*tch, what was it?

[Verse 1]
No tears in the bucket but it's f*ck it
Think I'm from the Rucker how I'm causing ruckus
Three point sh*t, b*tch, I'm shooting buckets
My car caught her at the light and he told her suck it
b*tches see me, they be tweaking, say they love me
Why was it? 'Cause my pants so puffy
Four thousand for this Gucci and it's fluffy
I come through clownin' like I'm Krusty
Bang, call me Sosa Balboa
I got a bad temper like Florida
She think 'cause she got a peach like Georgia
She want me to wife her, but I gotta get my lawyer
[Chorus]
I come through, lights and cameras, watch got me tripping
She like, "Buy me something," no, I ain't your n*gga
It tastes so good, this here what I'm sipping
What I am is what I am, naw, I ain't flipping
Got shooters in the trenches, bad b*tch do the dishes
Maid do my laundry, come in here, you'll be missing
I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it
She like, "You know my name?" Naw b*tch, what was it?

[Verse 2]
I'm Glo'd up, put the cameras on me
Don't try, I got the hammer on me
I'ma scoop your b*tch in a minute
She don't think I'm in the Lambo
But I'll see her in a minute
Gotta get me a dental
Pull on her, make her crippled
It can all be so simple
I want you to go down
You can do the cha-cha, limbo
My car be slicing, Kimbo
Margielas, f*ck your Timbos
I come through I'm capping
Remember when I was little
Wind up sh*ttin' on your Rollie, I don't want bologna
I want me some steak, I want me some money
I want me some fifties, I got me some hundreds
Just to keep it one hundred, this clip hold a hundred
What's up under my hood, you don't wanna see it, n*gga
I take money, you don't wanna be it
Man, I come from the hood, now I'm rich preaching
It ain't 'bout the money, then I can't see it
[Chorus]
I come through, lights and cameras, watch got me tripping
She like, "Buy me something," no, I ain't your n*gga
It tastes so good, this here what I'm sipping
What I am is what I am, naw, I ain't flipping
Got shooters in the trenches, bad b*tch do the dishes
Maid do my laundry, come in here, you'll be missing
I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it
She like, "You know my name?" Naw b*tch, what was it?

[Outro]
Bang (Bang)
Bang (Bang)
Bang (Bang)
(bang, bang)
Bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang