What You Is

Album

Single

Label

Never Broke Again

Genre

Hip hop

Composer(s)

Kentrell Gaulden;Melody Timolien;Devontae Loper;LaBrandon Robinson;Jasper Cortez;Neamu David

Entered Chart

Oct 18, 2025

Peak Date

Nov 1, 2025

Released

September 9, 2025

(Ayy, Block, crank it up)
That money it done ran up
Wow
Wow, wow, huh (Huh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I'm a gangster)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (I don't know 'bout, ayy, I don't know 'bout that nigga there)
Uh, uh
Say but you knowin' how I get down (Brrt, brrt, oh yeah, bitch)
Blow it up, up, up (Yeah)
Uh, uh (You ain't even gotta know)

Look, baby, let me see it tonight
I done fucked up
Brothers got me fucked up (Wow)
Baby, you done lucked up (Yeah)
Big guns in all of my trunks (Woah, woah)
Babygirl, it's fucked up (Woah, woah)
Babygirl, we keep it in a pendant (Woah, woah, woah), we don't trust them

I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (Pourin' lean, it ain't sip)
Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol
I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (With you)
I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender (My fender)

And she gon' work with that ass (That ass)
I want her, stamp the bitch bad
Still don't stop Lil Top
If you can, I don't give no fuck, I'm gon' flash
Nigga fuck with somethin' bitch I'm yeah
Now, cut up bad, bitch, oh yeah
And I'm quick to bust the bitch ass
Nigga what the fuck you just said? (Nigga, yeah)
Here this pussy-boy with that playin'
I plan to whoop the bitch head
Bitch, if I crash out, you gon' have to call the laws for me (For me, now)
Tell them blitz out, they ain't gon' come back 'til they down somethin' (Man, one)
Roll his ass, stomp on that boy, walk him down somethin'

I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (Pourin' lean, it ain't sip)
Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol
I'm a motherfuckin' baller, I wan' leave with you (With you)
I done pulled off on lil' shorty and she read my fender

I'm a motherfuckin' robber (Yeah), out the motherfuckin' gutter (Yeah)
Baby, I want all the problems (Kentrell)
I'ma bust him, make it ugly (Wow)
Mr. Work 'Em With That Chopper (Hey)
Mr. Presi', Mr. Ugh
Mr. Sell It With My Partner (Mr.)
Mr. Got A Whole Lotta (Streams)

I'm a motherfuckin' muddy, pourin' lean, it ain't sip (Pourin' lean, it ain't sip)
Don't know one thing 'bout me, they know I got my pistol
I'm a baller, baby, and I'm tryna leave with you (Safe)

Chief on weed, and sip on that codeine with you (Hey, hey)
Need to go buy some lean with you, win with you (Hey, hey)
She used to drink Quay, too
Bitch want baby shoes
She wanna stay the night
Bitch tryna play it cool
Crush the Molly like some ice
She gon' call me Baby Booter
She gon' call me Baby Booter
She gon' call me Baby Booter

(Alright, Brando)

Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me
Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me
I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me
Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see
Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Bitch, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch

Huh, bitch (Huh)
I've been flippin' and gettin it' and stickin' up shit an hour from that Nola
I've been poppin' it, I just switched from Rolls Royce into a Rover (Rover)
I'ma shoot it first, then I reload, now, Brando, you start it over

I ain't Hamilton, a bad bitch put a four inside his soda (Inside his soda, woo)
I'ma get on top and ride that dick, I call that Rollercoaster, yeah
I'm a bad bitch, hoes ain't fuckin' with me, yeah (Yeah)
I got real racks, bitch, get up with me, yeah (Get up with me)
I made a rich nigga say he wanna tip me, huh (Huh)
They in my head, lil' nigga, send a ten piece
I need a real stepper, baby, I got real beef (Beef)
'Cause once I throw that ass on him, they gon' wanna kill me
No hands on top and go, go (Go, go)
Freak bitch, I'm tryna fuck him in that Rolls (Rolls)
Throw that money in the air and watch me drop it to the floor (Floor)
"Throw that ass back," shit, I move it like a pro (Pro)
I only do it for a real nigga
And nigga you's a ho

Hands on your knees, bitch, twerk it for me (Yeah)
Fine than a motherfucker, bitch, perfect for me (Yeah)
I'm a boss, I ain't no worker, I'll have them dirt you for me (Yeah)
Got plenty knots off in my pockets, come try take it and see
Bitch heard that cutter pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Make her body drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bitch, now, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop 'bout Lil Top, bitch