Stack Boy Twaun - What Y'all Doin lyrics

[Hook x2: Quavo] All the real n***as locked up in prison Most my n***as robbin' or either k**in' Some my n***as on the block drug dealin' I just wanna know, what y'all doin'? [Verse 1: Quavo] What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'? Gotta make a difference in your own hood Feel like Will Smith, I see millions, I'm gonna pursue it If my momma told me if I came up short it's all good No I had to tell my mom sorry, I could picture me in that 'Rari After all the pain that we went through I don't even wanna rewind it Free all my n***as went down in the system Send the Green Dot cause I miss 'em R.I.P. my n***a Pistol, can't believe the bullet hit him Sometimes a young n***a might wanna cry But I can't let you n***as see it It was in my soul takin' flats and gold Juugin' round the city for no reason Juug Season, that's what a young n***a called it, Juug Season In the jungle, I survived every season [Hook: Quavo] All the real n***as locked up in prison Most my n***as robbin' or either k**in' Some my n***as on the block drug dealin' I just wanna know, what y'all doin'? [Verse 2: Offset] What are you doin'? You had money, you blew it You had dreams on the court, didn't have no support All these n***as they stuck in the system Police keep k**in' my people Trap on the block with the reefer Tryin' to count up the monifa Beating the pot I might sneak her Used to kick doors for new sneakers Can't trust no b**h cause the sneakin' I step out that, shoot through your back call you Ricky Now I got riches so b**hes they miss me Wanna know what you been doin' all this time Why you ain't got no money on your mind Together we stand, we fall apart then we divide f** the police we might start up a riot This sh** is so pitiful, had to pay money for my n***a's funeral That was my n***a we had so much unity I got in my heart, he on top and he smilin' Used to talk about a f**in' rivalry What about police that take a bribery? They don't give a f** about people in poverty Don't got no property This a democracy, no apology [Hook: Quavo] All the real n***as locked up in prison Most my n***as robbin' or either k**in' Some my n***as on the block drug dealin' I just wanna know, what y'all doin'? [Verse 3: Takeoff] Some of my n***as on the block right now Most of my n***as kick doors right now Run up on a n***a tryna rob, got a 100 round drum right now Most of my n***as court, judge don't drop the hammer down No Tony Parker, I came a long way from that starter I'm thanking God cause I never had to ride that Marta Now my diamonds flawless, make a n***a nauseous That n***a fresher than Carlton, tryna f** on Ms. Parker Remember wanna be a monster, n***as playin' cops and robbers Ever since a youngin' I was a problem I was a leader, never was a follower I got your ho in my condo, she poppin' it You n***as b**hes, you n***as be gossiping' If a n***a want it, I'ma go get it My n***a we break it we split it We takin' riches cause n***as jumpin' them fences [Hook: Quavo] All the real n***as locked up in prison Most my n***as robbin' or either k**in' Some my n***as on the block drug dealin' I just wanna know, what y'all doin'?