What It Do Joey Trap

[Intro]
Akachi on the beat, lil' bitch
CBass, bitch
Yo', what it do, nigga? Yo', yo'

[Chorus]
What it do, nigga?
When you leave the crib, you always keep the tool with you
I'm so dope, they prolly thought I was a glue sniffer
Joey spazzin' on the beat, but he a cool nigga
If you ain't starve with me, don't wanna eat no food with you
I'm smokin' wax because your weed don't get me high enough
I keep a pistol on me, nigga, please don't act so tough
I'm drinkin' wocky, gettin' tipsy out the sippy cup
She gon' top me cause she with me, she don't give a fuck
The only thing that I don't get is talkin' out ya' ass
These niggas wishin' I was broke, but I don't understand

[Verse 1]
I be spending all this money if I never had it
Gettin' Benji's before twenty's, I swear, it's just a habit
I shop a lot, I'm in the mall, I never check a price
In Dior out in Puerto Rico, eatin' steak and rice
Keep it on me, pull that trigger, we ain't thinkin' twice
I get them haters at ya' head like they some fuckin' lice
This niggas sayin' he's the goat, I taught you how to rap
He bringing [?] out in public, don't know how to act
You boys my sons, I got to school 'em, like Professor Trap
I tell my shooters you a problem, let me get you whacked
I might just lean on my bands
I'm off a bean and a gram
I met your girl, she a fan, wait, yeah
Uh, you niggas will never touch
Nigga, I never give fucks, uh
I do that flow way too much now
Haha, uh, but they still rockin' with me, uh
I got a pot that's-, uh-uh-uh
I got a pot that's fifty, hoe
Bitch, look, I gotta get my bread, uh
Why these niggas mad? Uh
I don't understand, look
What? Look, niggas hating on me, uh
Boy, you mad baloney, uh
Please stop actin' phony