What It Is? lyrics

[Intro]

I just don't understand

Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead

I don't hear what you say

Baby, understand that I'm just married to the dead, like

[Chorus]

What it is, like what the fuck?

I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed

You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?

Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb

[Verse 1]

Shuffle a bitch just like I'm Gambit, addict, lean all in my cup

Momma knowin' that she raised a savage, I was a demon from the jump

Okay, like you claim that you know me, baby, you don't even know me

Knock a rapper top right off the top like he Mick Foley

Gotta creep from the dead end live once said "OK" so that I spoke it

That little ho say she wouldn't love me, my heart got a hole in it

Controllin' it, sippin' on so much drink that I got motion sick

One phone call to Tank, we leave it blank, it's nice to know you, friend

Fuck your bitch, make her say "Uh, oh, you know your shit"

Okay, like he claim he an opp but he's too broke to even know the nigga

[Chorus]

What it is, like what the fuck?

I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed

You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?

Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb

What it is, like what the fuck?

I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed

You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?

Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb

[Verse 2]

Okay, I'm high and I'm still on ten, pop an X pill, now I feel dead

Drop a god damn opp with another damn shot, now that fuck nigga better be dead

Lil' mama, she put it on show tonight, now that I'm holdin' out for her uncle

Give her double dose of this dick, like Perc' 10, man, she want one

Okay, like Batman, bitch, I'm off of it

Lookin' at the ground, where my coffin is

Talk to the dead, my alter twin

Pint of the Wock', my starter kit

Switch up the play like an audible

Body count, man, I slaughter hoes

Make it go 'round like a 'round a go

Money too big, can't stand for bro

Gotta sing to the hoes like I'm Jodeci

Funny how the dumb thot noticed me

Okay, like she claim that she bad

But she too broke to even notice me, like

[Chorus]

What it is, like what the fuck?

I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed

You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?

Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb

What it is, like what the fuck?

I came in this bitch, I'm on two cups, now I'm stuffed

You can't get an inch of this paper, baby, what?

Ever since I'm thumbin' through them stacks, I got them papercuts on my thumb

• Artist:Wifisfuneral
• Album:PAIN? (2020)