what it do (feat. 1nonly & Savage Ga$p)

Nate Goyard

Ay, like what it do, ay
I just put a two shawty swervin' in a coupe, ay (Skrrt)
Chief Keef, I don't love no thotties, put it on the troop, ay
That bih got like ten plus bodies, I just told her who, ay
She be for the homies, yeah, you know she for the-
Like what it do, ay
I just put a two shawty swervin' in a coupe, ay (Skrrt)
Chief Keef, why I don't love no thotties, put it on the troop, ay
That bih got like ten plus bodies, I just told her who, ay
She be for the homies, yeah, you know she for the-

I never cruise
They just see me winning and they know I'm 'bout to blow, ay
We be making nothing but this music give me dough, ay
First song that I made, I recorded on my phone, ay
Now it's got two mil, I said: "Pass my only-"
Like, woah, ay
Damn, my wrist too cold, ay, and my chain be nice
It just hang down to the floor, ay
Like, woah, ay
Get the bag and go, ay
They say I never miss, that's why I be on a roll, ay

Like what it do, yuh
I got four goth bitches posted in my room, yuh
I don't want no side bitches, I'm just wantin' you (Wantin' you)
When we all alone, I know I gotchu in a mood (Yuh)
Gotchu in a mood, yuh
I got a bad bittie, hella titty, rockin' Air Force Ones (Yuh)
She fuck with me and my team because she know that we is up, yuh
That bitch just want attention, I ain't talkin' bubblegum
Yeah, your bitch all in my mentions, yeah, you streamin' all my songs

Ay, like what it do, ay
I just put a two shawty swervin' in a coupe, ay (Skrrt)
Chief Keef, I don't love no thotties, put it on the troop, ay
That bih got like ten plus bodies, I just told her who, ay
She be for the homies, yeah, you know she for the-
Like what it do, ay
I just put a two shawty swervin' in a coupe, ay (Skrrt)
Chief Keef, why I don't love no thotties, put it on the troop, ay
That bih got like ten plus bodies, I just told her who, ay
She be for the homies, yeah, you know she for the group

Uh, hit my phone like: "What it do, baby, what's good?"
We gon' catch a flight home you can show me what's good
Dripped up, dripped up,
So drunk that I'm probably gonna send texts
Through, like, damn, girl, I wish that I could
Uh, but what it do?
I could buy you anything you want, I'm wantin' you
Drunker that I get you start to look like Sailor Moon
Take you out to Paris, introduce you to my goons
All my shots is wetty, do I even gotta shoot?
Fuck it, I'ma shoot, uh
You was in the streets and I was in this shit for you
Know you out there wildin' when I'm halfway pullin' through
Hit for the one time, then I'm throwin' up the duce, uh



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Fuller, Gaspare Iv Magaddino, Luke Winther
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