SAINT (feat. 88-IGHT)
They do what I want
They do what I want
They do what I want
They do what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his head
I want the
She want the
Don't want the money
Drugs
And the sex
They know what I'm on
They know where I'm set
All of my niggas they chasing Pateks
If we just pull up
Off with your head
She get what she want
Cause' she do what I said
Uh
Hear what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his
But it feels so
But it feels so
But it feels so
But it feels so yeah
But it feels so wrong
She like when I pull back her hair
And it's been long
Now she call me Rick Flair
She let her friends know
How I smash at the sound of the beat
She like how I roll
Yeah
I roll with niggas ain't scared
You talking to fed
I run up a check
Put money on your head
A burner on deck
You talking bout us
So speak with your chest
I do what I want
I said what I said
But never the less yeah
I never listen to what someone says
Swagger jagger
I'm a rockstar
She should know better
Apply the pressure
Every member spray the whole set up
Love Sex and Drugs
Fiends they need more
Tour sex and whores
B'n'B and scores
Pull up with the smoke on
Grease grease grease
Now she look at my diamonds
Now she tell me this shits amazing
I told her I can whip it like Baby
I was just swimming in my soul
Like a Saint
I been chasing this dream since I was 8
Now I'm pulling up all this money on my plate
Baby tryna tell me that she's tryna come pull up
I chill with some gang members
I chill with some real life
Oh
I pull up with some villains
How much for the steel pipe?
That's chrome
I slide with some real members
I chill with gangsters
On job
My niggas got no manners
He's breaking the law tryna find the Lord
I'm all about all of my greens
Shawty don't want me to leave
All eyes on me
Watch how I tear up the beat
Watch how I pull up with heat
We smoking
The loud
How we
How we really get around
Will you stay by my side?
Shawty will you stay by side?
They do what I want
They do what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his head
I want the
She want the
Don't want the money
Drugs
And the sex
They know what I'm on
They know where I'm set
All of my niggas they chasing Pateks
If we just pull up
Off with your head
She get what she want
Cause' she do what I said
Uh uh
Hear what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his
Ay
But it feels so
But it feels
But it feels so
But it feels
But it feels so
But it feels
But it feels
But it feels
They do what I want
They do what I want
They do what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his head
I want the
She want the
Don't want the money
Drugs
And the sex
They know what I'm on
They know where I'm set
All of my niggas they chasing Pateks
If we just pull up
Off with your head
She get what she want
Cause' she do what I said
Uh
Hear what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his
But it feels so
But it feels so
But it feels so
But it feels so yeah
But it feels so wrong
She like when I pull back her hair
And it's been long
Now she call me Rick Flair
She let her friends know
How I smash at the sound of the beat
She like how I roll
Yeah
I roll with niggas ain't scared
You talking to fed
I run up a check
Put money on your head
A burner on deck
You talking bout us
So speak with your chest
I do what I want
I said what I said
But never the less yeah
I never listen to what someone says
Swagger jagger
I'm a rockstar
She should know better
Apply the pressure
Every member spray the whole set up
Love Sex and Drugs
Fiends they need more
Tour sex and whores
B'n'B and scores
Pull up with the smoke on
Grease grease grease
Now she look at my diamonds
Now she tell me this shits amazing
I told her I can whip it like Baby
I was just swimming in my soul
Like a Saint
I been chasing this dream since I was 8
Now I'm pulling up all this money on my plate
Baby tryna tell me that she's tryna come pull up
I chill with some gang members
I chill with some real life
Oh
I pull up with some villains
How much for the steel pipe?
That's chrome
I slide with some real members
I chill with gangsters
On job
My niggas got no manners
He's breaking the law tryna find the Lord
I'm all about all of my greens
Shawty don't want me to leave
All eyes on me
Watch how I tear up the beat
Watch how I pull up with heat
We smoking
The loud
How we
How we really get around
Will you stay by my side?
Shawty will you stay by side?
They do what I want
They do what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his head
I want the
She want the
Don't want the money
Drugs
And the sex
They know what I'm on
They know where I'm set
All of my niggas they chasing Pateks
If we just pull up
Off with your head
She get what she want
Cause' she do what I said
Uh uh
Hear what I said
Put one in his soul
Put one in his
Ay
But it feels so
But it feels
But it feels so
But it feels
But it feels so
But it feels
But it feels
But it feels
Credits
Writer(s): Sly Zimani
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