She Do It

Yeah SILAS GaYe, SILAS GaYe

Aye, aye aye
Don't need to tell her to rock it you know that she do it
She had to gucci that fendi, oh how do she do it?
My B she on dis, she on dat
My B she on dis, she on dat
Don't need to tell her to rock it you know that she do it
She had to gucci that fendi, oh how do she do it?
My B she on dis, she on dat
My B she on dis, she on dat

Pinky it frost, how much it cost
I had to dip it in sauce, but it only drip when i walk
Diamonds on me shining, i'm like B get back
I don't wanna go to school, i just wanna chase big racks
All of a sudden N love my flow n how i switch dat
No you dont wanna diss me, we can get straight into business
Oh like
No, boy you dont wanna go, Got the choppa ima poke
Burn city im dope, burn city im dope

Aye, aye aye
Don't need to tell her to rock it you know that she do it
She had to gucci that fendi, oh how do she do it?
My B she on dis, she on dat
My B she on dis, she on dat
Don't need to tell her to rock it you know that she do it
She had to gucci that fendi, oh how do she do it?
My B she on dis, she on dat
My B she on dis, she on dat



Credits
Writer(s): Gayetee Sonkarley
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