So What (Explicit) - Blac Youngsta

Lyrics by：Sammie Benson/Michael Len Williams II

Composed by：Sammie Benson/Michael Len Williams II

Ear Drummers

Mike WiLL Made-It

If I run in I know what's in the safe

100 grand what my secretary make

I'm a boss I ain't never playin' a slave

You ain't street if you ain't never ran away

Leave everything set the bar

Sucker you a dead man if your child tooken

Coulda smacked 'em but I let the guys whoop 'em

I'm in a trap house with the pies cookin'

When I arrive I don't need to try

Sucker sharp I'll leave you lickin' like a cow drippin'

Million dollars a year how my style lookin'

It don't even concern you how my house lookin'

Talkin' on the phone got my pal tooken

Lamborghini truck how the miles lookin'

I've been savin' money for Kilo since he was locked up

Imagine how the pal lookin'

Gang

I got an attitude problem so what

So what

I pour it down throw heads up so what

So what

I'm goin' to the top floor so what

So what

You gotta die one day so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I got ice on me so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I keep a knife on me cold cut

I got an attitude problem so what

So what

I pour it down throw heads up so what

So what

I'm goin' to the top floor so what

So what

You gotta die one day so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I got ice on me so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I keep a knife on me cold cut

You from the hood you gotta pack a pistol

They love the bad s**t but hate the good stuff

Wanna be like me you got to track my footsteps

Mama I appreciate all the lil' stuff you did for me

Yeah

Keep it gravy you know I'm here for you

Yeah

I counter hate I count a prayer for you

S**t

You my n***a regardless it don't matter if he ain't had arms I'll stir

For you

They talk bad 'bout my brother behind his back

Ain't no matter 'cause I stood for ya

Gang

You know they don't f**k with me in my hood

Man they mad 'cause I ain't do it for ya

F**k 'em

Send a threat to me then I ain't good for ya

Puss

If you wanna beef I'm in the sewer for ya

Brr

I go and put the hittas on tour for ya

Make a livin' hit the bricks word I ain't good for ya

Gang

I got an attitude problem so what

So what

I pour it down throw heads up so what

So what

I'm goin' to the top floor so what

So what

You gotta die one day so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I got ice on me so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I keep a knife on me cold cut

I got an attitude problem so what

So what

I pour it down throw heads up so what

So what

I'm goin' to the top floor so what

So what

You gotta die one day so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I got ice on me so what

So what

So what

So what

So what

So what

I keep a knife on me cold cut