J.I. Prince of New York
What They Gone Do
[Verse 1]
It's been so long
Y'all can't hear me talk
So yall can hear me through this song
That bitch did me wrong
I don't have no time for n***as
Get it on my own
Talibandz, we on, bitch
Quit calling my phone
It's crazy how n***as hate on you
Even when you gone
I'm trying to get money
I married it when I was young
I started with nothing
Kick down the door and let ‘em through
My n***as is trained to shoot
And I bet they shoot at you
N***a who the fuck is you
You ain't fuck with me in school
I pull up in coupes
Now you acting like we cool
N***a I don't fuck with you

[Hook]
I be flexing
What they gone do(3x)
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do(3x)
I got shooters who might shoot you
What they gone do(3x)
If I turn up on a fuck n***a
What they gone do(3x)
I be flexing
What they gone do(3x)
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do(3x)
[Verse 2]
I be flexing
I keep that chopper on me
Case a n***a disrespect me
He wanna be the next me
He keep on talking shit
He gone end up where the fish sleep
I'm tryna get this money
All you n***as will get killed
For playing with my money
I swear to god I'm hungry
Can't wait till I get rich
And split it with my homies

[Hook]
I be flexing
What they gone do(3x)
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do(3x)
I got shooters who might shoot you
What they gone do(3x)
If I turn up on a fuck n***a
What they gone do(3x)
I be flexing
What they gone do(3x)
All these diamonds round my necklace
What they gone do(3x)
[Verse 3]
Please don't fix your lips to talk to me
What you have to offer me
Got all these bands on top of me
Why they hate on me
I'm not anybody
I might catch a body
If he run up on me
I'm a pop it and I won't be sorry
If you ran your bandz up in one night
We gon talk about it
N***as talk about money everyday
But ain't really got it
Got a couple bands in my pants
Ain't no way around it
Get the fuck from 'round me
I don't need no help to fucking count it