What would you do

What-what-what would you do.

What-what-what would you do.

What-what-what would you do.

When people's, come for you.

I'ma pop that and cock that.

At a bust wig black, when they front black.

So how y'all wanna act.

Better yet.

How y'all wanna do this.

Cause the truth is,

I'm known to get ruthless.

Now dismiss them.

Give them the boot dig.

Before they have an outcome

Of all said and done.

Cause I can leave to there domes.

For running there mouths young.

Not knowing what, I'm about young.

Just real type baller,

To take them out young.

Take them out, take them out.

What-what-what would you do.

What-what-what would you do

What-what-what would you do.

When people's come for you.

I'ma let them know, where I stands,

As many.

And go with my first plan.

Is to let them know,

I'm not playing.

I'm putting lights out, like

I'm flicking switches,

Taken them out the frame,

Like I'm ditching pictures.

Cause I can get that vicious.

On the streets,

I brings that heat, to roast a fools meat.

I know talk is cheap.

But I mean, what I say. Straight from the heart.

This is what I'll do.

I'll let them guns spray.

Now go ahead, and come my way. Cause

I'm like Clint Eastwood,

Come on, and make my do.

In to some frame.

Cause loves that gun play.

And blowing things up, like that

Madd bomber.

Now-what-what- what would you do?

What-what-what would you do.

What-what-what would you do.

When people's, come for you.