On "What We Doin," Fetty Luciano appears to summon the energy of Sticky Fingaz circa Black Trash, taking to the ominous, choir-driven instrumental with a noted ferocity. "Don't need a hundred rounds I got two shots," snarls Fetty, "hit em' two times pull up on your crew block." The track itself needs little in the way of lyricism, as it remains electrifying in its sheer, primal force. In true NYC fashion, "What We Doin" invokes memories of iconic cuts from D Block, back when Styles P was on his "Shoot Em In The Head" energy.
Casanova follows suit, matching Luciano's intensity and then some. Despite a recent foray into dancehall territory, Casanova appears back on his teeth-knocking BS, doling out threats with glee. "Let him live for what? he fuckin' telling," spits Cas, "hit him in his gut, and his fu*king melon." Snitches get stitches indeed. Check out this absolute banger now, and play at high volumes at your own peril. You can and will be responsible for whatever actions follow.
Quotable Lyrics
Let him live for what? he fu*kin' telling
hit him in his gut, and his fu*king melon
Free Dick, free Snipe, that's all I'm yelling
If they tell me to shoot, I'm sending you to heaven
