Pella daGoat - What Ya Gone Do Wit Him (feat. $!ckBoy & 4EvrPay’d) Lyrics

Backwoods in this bitch man
Young illionaire in the building sir
Yo, boy y'all know the f*ck going on
You know they do
It's dat boy Pella daGoat
4Evr daGreat DonSon
SickBoy in this bitch man

Like what you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do
Ayy what you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do
Ayy what you gon' do with em
Ya Lil bitty bitch
Ayy what you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do
Ayy what you gon' do
Whatcha gone do
Whatcha gone do
Whatcha gone do
Whatcha gone do wit em
Whatcha gone do
Whatcha gone do
Whatcha gone do
Whatcha Gone do Pella get em
What you gon' do when I hit you with the truth

Split Lip Chip tooth get your face blowed off
By a 30 ot 6 from a nerdy white kid
From the stix I ain't really finna take no loss
Don't be trippin if I'm slippin in the back

Don't act like we really used to kick it way back
When the fact is
You can suck a trailer park dick lil bitch

Don't forget to lick the whole ballsack
What them hoes call that
I D.K.D.I.L.L.I.G.A.F.
Really it ain't never been shit to come and show y'all ass
That I'd rather eat crumbs in the slums with the bums

Than a steak from a snake in a field of gold grass
You gon' wanna take notes I'ma probably go fast
Boy I swear to God that I done told y'all that
And I'm coming straight off of the mound

Just to burn a bitch down every time I hit a track
No cap boy
What you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do
Ayy what you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do

What you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do lil bitty bitch
Ayy what you gon' do with em
Whatcha gone do
What you gon' do? What you gon' do
What you gon' do? What you gon' do
Wit em

What you gon' do? What you gon' do
What ya gone do boy get em

Imma pop my shit imma stick to my drip
33 in my clip, G2 Taurus Duece Oh be the set, ill fam how we step,

I don't really give a flyin how you feel or how you felt
If I really did care then I probably would then
But I really don't care so you probably won't win
Tell ya mans quit playing for I send a young hitter

One call no question, bet the mob gon' get em
Step from these Jects in Givenchy
Designer my stitchy, no kizzy, we just major flexin
Pray with a plan for success, now I'm winning

Ask God for the guidance, Esu gon' protect me
Pella like gone get a bag 4
Being broke when you a rapper, all bad bro
Stop settling for less, boss up on these suckas

Take care of homes, stack the bag aint going out bad for nothing

Hey, what you gon' do with em
What you gon' do with em
Hey, what you gon' do with em

Say what you gon' do with em
What you gon' do with em
What you gon' do, what you gon' do what ya gon do boy get em
What you gon' do? What you gon' do

What you gon' do? What you gon' do
Boy get 'em
What you gon' do when I'm kickin' in your door
With these boots little bitch, get ya squad knocked off
You could call the whole crew when you see me comin' through

Cadillac lil' Krack but I still a big boss
I got money in the bag when I'm pullin' out the trap
Wanna f*ck around and leave your brains in your lap
I bang my head till my neck gon' snap

Got the 808s beatin' and I love that clap
I'm so sick with this shit I won't ever get better
Over the top when I'm under the weather
Been puttin' this pressure on all these rappers

You stupid if you ever think I'm gon' let up
Stupid if I'm ever gon' settle
All my music on a whole nother level
I'm droppin' this fire on these bitches so sick

And I'm twisted so high you would think I'm the devil
Oh, what you gon' do with em
What you gon' do with em
Oh, what you gon' do with em

Tell me what you gon' do with em
What you gon' do, what you gon' do, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, yeah, get em
What you gon' do, what you gon' do, what you gon' do

What you gon' do, boy, get em
What you gon' do, what you gon' do, what you gon' do what ya gone do boy get em