We Do A Lot

Muddy
Nah, why brodie geekin' like that? (Dead opps)
Nah, why he geekin'?
Nah, he geekin', geekin' (RPT, 4Sev, 4Sev)
Grrah, grrah, boom
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y
Hold on
It's that Sha Gz nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah
(Emrld)
Gang, gang, gang
Gang
Hold on
Gang, gang, gang, nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah
Look, huh?

They know our name in these streets (RPT), we do a lot
Spin through my block (4Sev, 4Sev), you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me 'cause I do a lot (I do a lot)
Opp in the spot (Opp in the spot), yo, pass me the knock (Get that nigga)
Jackin' with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like, pull up and, skrrt, sent us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duckin' police, forty gon' knock

Bitch, move out my way, I'ma get up on 'em
Nigga ran mad fast when I flicked up on him
Like, we spinnin' early morning
They see on my face that I'm heavy on it
Add a K to my G, then we get to stormin'
Four-five, throw deadies on 'em
Like, bet I throw fifty on 'em
Watch how them niggas run Ricky on 'em (Ricky)
Uh, see the O's, I'ma flock it
With this gun, bitch, I'm Notti Boppin'
Like, put the beam to his noggin'
Bitch, bro let off shots, ain't no arguin'
Look back, throw shots from behind 'em
Better move before I start flockin'
Like, tried to run, but he dropped it
Like, nigga, y'all need to stop it
With this gun on my hand, I go crazy
Tried to run, send them bullets like Brady
Fuck the Flocks, JayRip got me lazy
Had the Dot, mix it with JB
Bitch, I go shot after shot like I'm KD
Bro up the score, now he feel like McGrady
Bro up the score, now he feel like McGrady

They know our name in these streets (RPT), we do a lot (Ayy, what?)
Spin through my block (4Sev, 4Sev), you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me 'cause I do a lot (They what? They what?)
Opp in the spot (At all, at all), yo, pass me the knock (Yo, pass me the knock)
Jackin' with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots (At all, at all)
Like, pull up and, skrrt (Like, pull up and, skrrt), sent us the drop (Like, get that nigga, like, get that nigga)
Shootin' from deep, duckin' police, forty gon' knock (Don't miss that nigga)

Smokin' opp niggas to the matha (Noah)
It's like D-O give me power (Like, what, like, huh?)
I'ma throw 4 for the towers (RPT)
Then I throw more 'cause I wanna (4Sev, 4Sev)
Gz, Gz, Gz, heavy on the scene (Gzlly)
Just like Listerine, I could get you clean
Like, look
Money Drilly Boppin'
Don't got the pole I told Fast we hopped 'em
Stop on his head while we bunny hoppin'
Reemo witb my while the niggas shoppin'
Then we back on defense like we didn't drop him
Put the cannon with me, we gon' wild out
Gotta show a nigga like it's tryout
Couple shots flock, watch 'em die now
Then we fly out
Like, face of the Bronx, this is my town
Like we apply pressure, now calm down
Like, huh? They don't come 'round
Like, look, huh?

They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me 'cause I do a lot (They what? They what?)
Opp in the spot (At all, at all), yo, pass me the knock (Yo, pass me the knock)
Jackin' with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots (At all, at all)
Like, pull up and, skrrt (Like, pull up and, skrrt), sent us the drop (Like, get that nigga, like, get that nigga)
Shootin' from deep, duckin' police, forty gon' knock (Don't miss that nigga)

Yo, it's that DThang nigga
Make 'em get jiggy 'fore we shoot 'em, you heard?
RIP Woo
Even my grandma know that
Yo, LD for life
Long live Rah



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Writer(s): Alexis Cavalieri, Daniel Collins, Shavar Williams, Le Turtle, Evan Elicott
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