What It Is? ​​wifisfuneral

[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