I Do What I Want
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
Type nigga throw his life away
All because he mad
I'm the type throw my life away
All to get a bag
It's a difference
The game real it ain't no scrimmage
Niggas post a lil money up
Just to try to form a image
Every time I put my foot on the girl
I say this for emitt
Got so many hoes and bitches
Ain't even mean to be pimping
I can tell that niggas wishing
That they was in my position
They ain't know all the work
That I had to put in just to get it
We don't waste Bullets
We don't waste time
When you see em in Yo bushes
Best believe it ain't no play time
Cuz called wit the counter beeping crazy
All on FaceTime
I got people locked free my niggas
From the state lines
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
I can tell why they feel how they feel though
Nineteen
Boutta see a hunnid script off a pill roll
I wouldn't kick a football to you
This a field goal
I can get some good raw to you
We getting real dough
Stop in Ruth Chris for a snack
And get right back to shining
How could I be whining
Champagne diets
And addictions of fine dining
Not to mention in addition
How a nigga sliding
It's sports when I'm driving
Slap a rack outta my heads
Before one o'clock
This bitch ringing so hard
Ion wanna stop
I got shit to talk
A bag to blow and hoes to fuck
If you don't be around here
Don't let me see you throw it up
Feel like merching I'm the trendiest
I pop my shit and then
I peep how they be envious
If you ain't a made man
You do not want to get into this
I got killers who a clear the scene
And they a kill the witness
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
Type nigga throw his life away
All because he mad
I'm the type throw my life away
All to get a bag
It's a difference
The game real it ain't no scrimmage
Niggas post a lil money up
Just to try to form a image
Every time I put my foot on the girl
I say this for emitt
Got so many hoes and bitches
Ain't even mean to be pimping
I can tell that niggas wishing
That they was in my position
They ain't know all the work
That I had to put in just to get it
We don't waste Bullets
We don't waste time
When you see em in Yo bushes
Best believe it ain't no play time
Cuz called wit the counter beeping crazy
All on FaceTime
I got people locked free my niggas
From the state lines
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
I can tell why they feel how they feel though
Nineteen
Boutta see a hunnid script off a pill roll
I wouldn't kick a football to you
This a field goal
I can get some good raw to you
We getting real dough
Stop in Ruth Chris for a snack
And get right back to shining
How could I be whining
Champagne diets
And addictions of fine dining
Not to mention in addition
How a nigga sliding
It's sports when I'm driving
Slap a rack outta my heads
Before one o'clock
This bitch ringing so hard
Ion wanna stop
I got shit to talk
A bag to blow and hoes to fuck
If you don't be around here
Don't let me see you throw it up
Feel like merching I'm the trendiest
I pop my shit and then
I peep how they be envious
If you ain't a made man
You do not want to get into this
I got killers who a clear the scene
And they a kill the witness
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
I do whatever the fuck I want
That's why these niggas mad
Ion get how hoes fuck broke niggas
And be tryna brag
Umbrella gang coming up next
You can check the stats
Pulled that bitch straight off the lot
Brand new paper tags
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Writer(s): Kamaree Manuel
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