Do It Up
Chasing my goals, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch
You can see it in my eyes, I'm really tryna get rich
This that we ain't got the same mama, but we still brothers
Stay down, hold it down for each other
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up
Yeah, Mr. Do It Up
I'm slidin' two poles with two hoes, he love to do it up
Yeah, might mix up all the 'za, the whip all foreign when I pull it up
These weird-ass niggas doin' drills, tryna compete with us
You niggas better stay up in y'all lane or y'all get double dutched
We hit him in the head, can't miss a shot, you know it's up with us
I'm slidin' lemon squeeze with two skeezers, watch me fuck it up
Slidin' lemon squeeze with two skeezers, watch me fuck it up
Hit the county jail, land in your tier and we gon' squabble up
We do it up and they come through at night and then we chew it up
You niggas came through after your image, y'all can't prove shit to us
Jay slide, when we Jay slide, you niggas can't hide
We ain't hangin' out at 3:00 a.m., we slidin' daytime
Put them gloves on, bounce out, and I'ma bang mine
Show them lil' niggas how to slide when it's game time
Chunky SBs and A's hats, bitch, it's Jayside
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up
They don't let us in the function, we do five much
Five Stones, five chops when we slide up
Lil' baby pull up on me foreign when she slide up
She can't relate, she want a rich nigga beside her
I'm Roddy Ricch, I ain't tryna die young
Bust it open one time, one time, yeah
Cookies with the blend, I just need a lighter
Off the Perkies, I might pull an all-nighter
He poppin' shit, but he a runner, runner, runner
30 sticks and hollow tips if he run up
Ski mask, red rag, cold gunner, ayy
I know niggas want me dead, but this the life that I live
Baby Stone super fly, yeah, they likin' the kid
And if you catch me out in traffic, then it is what it is
I mix the uh with the uh, mix the Wock' with the Tris
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up
Look, look everything we doin' new, but this ain't new to us
She said she feelin' the whole gang, but only you can fuck
A lot of people don't invite us places 'cause we gon' do it up
I had to tell her pull up in the alley when she pullin' up
My shirt say Celine and my jeans, they got that purple stuff
She asked me what I need, I said some weed, lean, and double cup
I'm finna take this flight OT, you tryna come or what?
Baby girl, I got a couple ones, go 'head and fuck it up
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
All-white Forces, no designer, I don't do too much
I like my bitches bad, she kinda mean, she keep a blicky tucked
I was down bad, I swear a nigga thought 'bout givin' up
Lookin' in the future, I could see us in them Bentley trucks
BSG the gang, we up next, we finna do it up
(BSG the gang, we up next, we finna do it up, gang)
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up (do it up)
(James)
(James)
You can see it in my eyes, I'm really tryna get rich
This that we ain't got the same mama, but we still brothers
Stay down, hold it down for each other
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up
Yeah, Mr. Do It Up
I'm slidin' two poles with two hoes, he love to do it up
Yeah, might mix up all the 'za, the whip all foreign when I pull it up
These weird-ass niggas doin' drills, tryna compete with us
You niggas better stay up in y'all lane or y'all get double dutched
We hit him in the head, can't miss a shot, you know it's up with us
I'm slidin' lemon squeeze with two skeezers, watch me fuck it up
Slidin' lemon squeeze with two skeezers, watch me fuck it up
Hit the county jail, land in your tier and we gon' squabble up
We do it up and they come through at night and then we chew it up
You niggas came through after your image, y'all can't prove shit to us
Jay slide, when we Jay slide, you niggas can't hide
We ain't hangin' out at 3:00 a.m., we slidin' daytime
Put them gloves on, bounce out, and I'ma bang mine
Show them lil' niggas how to slide when it's game time
Chunky SBs and A's hats, bitch, it's Jayside
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up
They don't let us in the function, we do five much
Five Stones, five chops when we slide up
Lil' baby pull up on me foreign when she slide up
She can't relate, she want a rich nigga beside her
I'm Roddy Ricch, I ain't tryna die young
Bust it open one time, one time, yeah
Cookies with the blend, I just need a lighter
Off the Perkies, I might pull an all-nighter
He poppin' shit, but he a runner, runner, runner
30 sticks and hollow tips if he run up
Ski mask, red rag, cold gunner, ayy
I know niggas want me dead, but this the life that I live
Baby Stone super fly, yeah, they likin' the kid
And if you catch me out in traffic, then it is what it is
I mix the uh with the uh, mix the Wock' with the Tris
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up
Look, look everything we doin' new, but this ain't new to us
She said she feelin' the whole gang, but only you can fuck
A lot of people don't invite us places 'cause we gon' do it up
I had to tell her pull up in the alley when she pullin' up
My shirt say Celine and my jeans, they got that purple stuff
She asked me what I need, I said some weed, lean, and double cup
I'm finna take this flight OT, you tryna come or what?
Baby girl, I got a couple ones, go 'head and fuck it up
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
All-white Forces, no designer, I don't do too much
I like my bitches bad, she kinda mean, she keep a blicky tucked
I was down bad, I swear a nigga thought 'bout givin' up
Lookin' in the future, I could see us in them Bentley trucks
BSG the gang, we up next, we finna do it up
(BSG the gang, we up next, we finna do it up, gang)
Me and my niggas 'bout to do it up
I ain't never had nothin', I could still fuck a bad bitch
Let's take the whole hood and fuck up a mansion
They don't invite us to they parties 'cause they know we might shoot it up
Come and see how we live where I stay
I got niggas thuggin' in the field every day
I pray we make it out somehow, some way
'Til then, we gon' do it up (do it up)
(James)
(James)
Credits
Writer(s): Traquan Lamar Tyson, Derrail Robinson, Jayron Deandre Johnson, Shamar Bush, Larry Mccrory
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