Do It On The Tip (feat. City Girls & Hot Girl Meg)
Real hot girl s- (do it on the d-)
And the motherf- City Girls
(Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it)
I would never trip about any old d- (yeah)
If my heart broke, it's nothin' that my jeweler won't fix (that my jeweler won't fix)
Put some ice on my chest just to cool my s- (brr)
And I keep me a fur, 'cause I'm a real cold b-, ayy (ah)
I'm a cold b-, yes, I'm a cold piece
Lookin' for a Mr. Freeze to get froze like me (like me)
Got a lot of cold stones, and I ain't talkin' ice cream (ice cream)
Put my arm to the sun, bet I melt your whole team
Okay, now can I take your order?
I'ma serve 'em what they wanted (yeah)
B- thinkin' they the s-
When they really toilet water (when they really toilet water)
They gon' go against me? They gon' go bar for bar? (Bar for bar?)
I'ma get 'em in the end like Simba did Scar (ayy)
Oh, s-, I think I'm pregnant, but I don't see no belly (I don't see it)
These b- tryna come my way before they even ready (they premature)
They say I got the skills, they say I got the look (I got the look)
I got so many bars, they puttin' money on my books (on my books)
Be mad at them n- how you be mad at me
He got you lookin' stupid, but you wanna argue with me (huh?)
I got a couple of b- mad
'Cause I don't f- with them no more (I don't f- with them no more)
But since you say you so unbothered
What you speaking on me for? (Shh)
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Top-notch b-, I'm A-listed (huh)
This City Girl s-t, can't flex like this
Old country, country, can't dress like this (can't)
Bye, do it on the d- and a b- (period)
Clap this ass on that d-, I'ma spazz on that d-
Go to sleep, take a nap, I'ma crash on that d-
I won't beg for no d-, I won't cry for no d-
If the d- broke, broke, put a cast on that d-
Rich with an attitude, R-W-A (you is)
B-, I got kids, I know how you h- play (you do)
Ice cube, peanut pussy, eat it, soufflé (eeow)
These h- my sons, I should call 'em O'Shea
Boys, I ain't pressed for 'em (at all)
I need a n- with a Patek and a TEC on him (ice, ice, ice)
Big, big Chrome Hearts, and baguettes on him
If he got the bread, I'ma do the rest for him, period
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Ayy, real b- (yeah), but that body built like a doll (like a doll)
I ain't in no competition with these h- at all (with these h-at all)
I should own a bakery, way n- bring the cake to me (ah)
And if that boy a baller, I bet I can make him play for me
Okay, now, do it for a real, real (yeah)
Buy a b- a real bag (buy a b- a real bag)
Before I pick the wrong n-
Make sure your friends tagged (who is he?)
Do it for them b- and they friends who be big mad (ah)
I know my haters watchin', so I do it for they b-
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Baow, baow
Brrt, brrt
Baow, baow-baow-baow
Brrt, brrt, brrt
Baow, baow
Brrt, brrt
Baow, baow-baow-baow
And the motherf- City Girls
(Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it)
I would never trip about any old d- (yeah)
If my heart broke, it's nothin' that my jeweler won't fix (that my jeweler won't fix)
Put some ice on my chest just to cool my s- (brr)
And I keep me a fur, 'cause I'm a real cold b-, ayy (ah)
I'm a cold b-, yes, I'm a cold piece
Lookin' for a Mr. Freeze to get froze like me (like me)
Got a lot of cold stones, and I ain't talkin' ice cream (ice cream)
Put my arm to the sun, bet I melt your whole team
Okay, now can I take your order?
I'ma serve 'em what they wanted (yeah)
B- thinkin' they the s-
When they really toilet water (when they really toilet water)
They gon' go against me? They gon' go bar for bar? (Bar for bar?)
I'ma get 'em in the end like Simba did Scar (ayy)
Oh, s-, I think I'm pregnant, but I don't see no belly (I don't see it)
These b- tryna come my way before they even ready (they premature)
They say I got the skills, they say I got the look (I got the look)
I got so many bars, they puttin' money on my books (on my books)
Be mad at them n- how you be mad at me
He got you lookin' stupid, but you wanna argue with me (huh?)
I got a couple of b- mad
'Cause I don't f- with them no more (I don't f- with them no more)
But since you say you so unbothered
What you speaking on me for? (Shh)
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Top-notch b-, I'm A-listed (huh)
This City Girl s-t, can't flex like this
Old country, country, can't dress like this (can't)
Bye, do it on the d- and a b- (period)
Clap this ass on that d-, I'ma spazz on that d-
Go to sleep, take a nap, I'ma crash on that d-
I won't beg for no d-, I won't cry for no d-
If the d- broke, broke, put a cast on that d-
Rich with an attitude, R-W-A (you is)
B-, I got kids, I know how you h- play (you do)
Ice cube, peanut pussy, eat it, soufflé (eeow)
These h- my sons, I should call 'em O'Shea
Boys, I ain't pressed for 'em (at all)
I need a n- with a Patek and a TEC on him (ice, ice, ice)
Big, big Chrome Hearts, and baguettes on him
If he got the bread, I'ma do the rest for him, period
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Ayy, real b- (yeah), but that body built like a doll (like a doll)
I ain't in no competition with these h- at all (with these h-at all)
I should own a bakery, way n- bring the cake to me (ah)
And if that boy a baller, I bet I can make him play for me
Okay, now, do it for a real, real (yeah)
Buy a b- a real bag (buy a b- a real bag)
Before I pick the wrong n-
Make sure your friends tagged (who is he?)
Do it for them b- and they friends who be big mad (ah)
I know my haters watchin', so I do it for they b-
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Do it on the d-, do it on the d-, do it, do it
Baow, baow
Brrt, brrt
Baow, baow-baow-baow
Brrt, brrt, brrt
Baow, baow
Brrt, brrt
Baow, baow-baow-baow
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholaus Joseph Williams, Jatavia Johnson, Caresha Brownlee, Megan J. Pete, Julian Martrel Mason
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