Do It for Free

Yeah, yeah I just came to get lit
Hypnotiq in my stomach bitch
Put that shit on my insta feed
Out the back, we smoke some weed

Pop a perc, then we off to the club
Little bitch, she twerk her stuff
She knows I like it rough
Back to the room, then we fuck

Feels like gold I struck
Gold teeth, payed up front
Wearing fakes, shits so fucked
Surrounded by fakes, out of luck

Yeah yeah, pop in them fakes
Champagne with the golden flakes
Don't care how many years it takes
Millions is what I'll make

Yeahhh
Yeah
Millions is what I'll make
The girl's so damn fake
But her titties ain't

I feel like a king
When she's on top of me
Yeah let her do the work
Do it for free
She gone act like she never
Wanna do this with me
Till I start popping off
Then she do it free

Yeah fuck that bitch, yet we gone hit that
Yeah fuck that snitch, we gone cap that
I just took a bath, in tinted gold
Came out iced as fuck, cOs it was cold

Yeah she gave me top
But I ain't fuck with thots
So I kicked her out
Bitch taste like trout
Wanna run yo mouth
We ain't playing around
Got the macs and forties
We round them shawtys

Yeahhh
Yeah
Millions is what I'll make
The girl's so damn fake
But her titties ain't

I feel like a king
When she's on top of me
Yeah let her do the work
Do it for free
She gone act like she never
Wanna do this with me
Till I start popping off
Then she do it free

Yeah she do it with me
Yeah she want that Louis
Yeah she want that Gucci
She lets me play with Coochie

Post that shit on the gram
I just smoked like three grams
I don't know what I'm saying
Yeah my vision is fading

Shit fam I'm so faded
Still bring home the bacon
Yeah she want me bad
And I want her back

So we get lit like
We forget the night
I got her to agree
That she do it for free



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Writer(s): John Pedler
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