What's Goin On-Dave East/Fabolous

Yo you know that bitch Come on son you know I know this bitch You know that bitch We used to see her at the store every mornin' the 2-4 Crescent Exactly I used to fuck her sister but you ain't know that though We gon' do tellys upstairs with Judy Upstairs with Judy Got 'em Uh acknowledge I'm sent Christian Dior probably my scent Dior Five percent tint that money dirty gotta get rinsed I'm probably in Philly Auntie block high eatin' fish Down Dauphin Diamond my wrist better than the block pumpin' tryna get rent Not in my circle Then you tryna get spent Spend up We're tryna get rich Pull up knockin' Gladys on niggas The way we livin' might embarrass you niggas Might fade to black on you niggas Depressed faces they sad mad I actually did it Sad The homie died I went and tatted my nigga Freak Pinky ringin' me and four ladies at brunch Got attitudes like they came on the bus can't make this up Cigar smoke lingerin' this gun on me large it's not medium Large Just got off them papers he smokin' weed again They was callin' me bro catch a shot over that Nautica boat I'm a wolf never call me the goat Never They all wanna know Betcha don't know what's goin' on What's goin' on The streets don't love you like I do Betcha don't know what's goin' on What's goin' on The streets don't love you like I do Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Y'all don't even know Betcha don't know Yeah my side different They callin' us when the vibe driftin' We the wave that got the tides shiftin' I move weight never tried liftin' Never leave it gotta ride with 'em You nosey niggas probably tried sniffin' Real tissue the bros will wipe your nose Makin' friends with the money expose all type of foes I be super fly these hoes just wipe my clothes She's a easy target you 'posed to snipe at those In the Rolls doin' 60 bumpin' that Nipsey Shorty with me kind of tiny one drink and she tipsy Always think she know somethin' be callin' her gypsy Told her "Believe it or not " she callin' me Ripley Aliens yeah the head outta this world Took you to the Prada store 'cause I'm proud of you girl Betcha don't know probably 'cause it's too slept on This that dope that make the block get they two-step on You'll catch on Betcha don't know what's goin' on What's goin' on The streets don't love you like I do Betcha don't know what's goin' on What's goin' on The streets don't love you like I do Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh