What You Do
Let's go
Gotta buzz, now they all up on my woody
If you talking 'bout a nigga, than you ain't took nothing from me
Niggas like P's, coming faster than the 5G
If I could than I would, throw up 5 T's
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Seen my Mom take her last breath couldn't do nothing about it
My sister dying and they telling me not to blow up about it
Turn yo bro into a tattoo, yo homie to a pack too
And if you come questioning me than bitch, I will laugh at you
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Daddy was that nigga so you know I'm the same
Put the P in pimping man yo Prema stay in the game
Break the code chasing these niggas while they out chasing another bitch
Stick to the code we ain't out doing no sucker shit
Leave a rack at, you can keep it
SpongeBob drop, gone off the deep end
Steady going, like a sequence
Get the candy, start telling secretes
Why these bitches so entitled, either ya idol or ya rival
I'm here the stay, I'm for the title
Won't leave nigga and that's final
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Ayryk what you do for fun
Spittin bullets, lyric gun
Loaded like I never nut
But tell your bitch, It's in her gut
Nasty like a gruesome flick, I'm healthy but I'm hella sick
A problem, call me calculus, get smoked up like some cannabis
Woke up, ate my Wheaties so you know I'm on my John Wick
Fuckin with my dogs and you be face down on some dog shit
Flier than a pilot, got these hoes up in my cockpit
Not captain save a hoe they tryna catch me outta pocket
I do this for myself and anybody who's got my back
I keep my bars up on attack, eyes not shut, insomniac
First not last I blast on the track
Me and Prema, you know this slap
If you sittin talkin smack, you got no room to be talking that, fact
Ayryk what you do for fun, count it up, more than once
Chillin with my day ones got me fucked it and it's not enough
Chillin with some people kickin back and bitches shakin butt
Damn I love my family and my friends, that's who I do it for
Ayryk what you do for fun, count it up, more than once
Chillin with my day ones got me fucked it and it's not enough
Chillin with some people kickin back and bitches shakin butt
Damn I love my family and my friends, that's who I do it for
Gotta buzz, now they all up on my woody
If you talking 'bout a nigga, than you ain't took nothing from me
Niggas like P's, coming faster than the 5G
If I could than I would, throw up 5 T's
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Seen my Mom take her last breath couldn't do nothing about it
My sister dying and they telling me not to blow up about it
Turn yo bro into a tattoo, yo homie to a pack too
And if you come questioning me than bitch, I will laugh at you
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Daddy was that nigga so you know I'm the same
Put the P in pimping man yo Prema stay in the game
Break the code chasing these niggas while they out chasing another bitch
Stick to the code we ain't out doing no sucker shit
Leave a rack at, you can keep it
SpongeBob drop, gone off the deep end
Steady going, like a sequence
Get the candy, start telling secretes
Why these bitches so entitled, either ya idol or ya rival
I'm here the stay, I'm for the title
Won't leave nigga and that's final
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Prema What You Do For Fun
Count it up, smoke some blunts
Chilling with my nigga got me facing weed and bussing nuts
Hanging with some people like rice beans and like to deer dance for fun
Man I love my niggas than and my kids is who I do it for
Ayryk what you do for fun
Spittin bullets, lyric gun
Loaded like I never nut
But tell your bitch, It's in her gut
Nasty like a gruesome flick, I'm healthy but I'm hella sick
A problem, call me calculus, get smoked up like some cannabis
Woke up, ate my Wheaties so you know I'm on my John Wick
Fuckin with my dogs and you be face down on some dog shit
Flier than a pilot, got these hoes up in my cockpit
Not captain save a hoe they tryna catch me outta pocket
I do this for myself and anybody who's got my back
I keep my bars up on attack, eyes not shut, insomniac
First not last I blast on the track
Me and Prema, you know this slap
If you sittin talkin smack, you got no room to be talking that, fact
Ayryk what you do for fun, count it up, more than once
Chillin with my day ones got me fucked it and it's not enough
Chillin with some people kickin back and bitches shakin butt
Damn I love my family and my friends, that's who I do it for
Ayryk what you do for fun, count it up, more than once
Chillin with my day ones got me fucked it and it's not enough
Chillin with some people kickin back and bitches shakin butt
Damn I love my family and my friends, that's who I do it for
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Finch
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