I'ma Do It (Mixed Version)
You good
I'm good
Mhm
Okay
Man, I'm Gucci, I don't need no endorsement
All the long nights and all the disappointments
Gon lead me right to my anointment
I be trolling just for my enjoyment
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
Tonight though, I'm gon' get too lit
Ayo, DJ, play the music
Lotta Mac shit, lotta cheese too
Son, I told y'all, lotta bitches through
Lookin' in the mirror, it's just me and you
You know what it is
Ain't no more pep talk
Get back in the booth
Slick with the mouth, probably
Pack up, time to move out
What, y'all bitches need a dolly?
Man, fuck all these dollies
Wait sorry
I just be tripping
Outta this earth, came from the dirt
I like him back, but damn he a flirt
I'm good but I'm hurt
I'm paid but I'm work
Suckin' it down
Watch how I slurp
Watch how she lurk
When I had you first
I can only handle people in doses
I need silence, there's too many voices
Time to check em, don't need no appointment
I'm only flame now, watch when I'm buoyant
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
Tonight though, I'm gon' get too lit
Ayo DJ, play the music
Lotta Mac shit, lotta cheese too
Son, I told y'all, lotta bitches through
Lookin' in the mirror, it's just me and you
You know what it is, ain't no more pep talk
Get in the booth
I got too much drip, drip, drip
I be on my tomboy
But I don't got a dick, I say what it is
If I don't know you, don't ask for my government
Got me thinkin', you work for the government
They're done bakin', let me get the oven mitt
He a ass guy, he don't give a fuck bout tits
Cause, I'm eatin' bitches, don't give two shits
We on IG, actin' stupid
Hold this L, nigga don't lose it
Pass me the L, I'm tryna smoke
He in my throat, nothing alarming
I stay woke, taxin' niggas, write the note
I'm gon' do it, cause I do this
I'm gon' do it, cause I do this
Tonight though, I'm gon' get too lit
Ayo DJ, play the music
Lotta Mac shit, lotta cheese too
Son, I told y'all, lotta bitches through
Lookin' in the mirror, it's just me and you
You know what it is, ain't no more pep talk
Good job, get out of the booth
I'm good
Mhm
Okay
Man, I'm Gucci, I don't need no endorsement
All the long nights and all the disappointments
Gon lead me right to my anointment
I be trolling just for my enjoyment
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
Tonight though, I'm gon' get too lit
Ayo, DJ, play the music
Lotta Mac shit, lotta cheese too
Son, I told y'all, lotta bitches through
Lookin' in the mirror, it's just me and you
You know what it is
Ain't no more pep talk
Get back in the booth
Slick with the mouth, probably
Pack up, time to move out
What, y'all bitches need a dolly?
Man, fuck all these dollies
Wait sorry
I just be tripping
Outta this earth, came from the dirt
I like him back, but damn he a flirt
I'm good but I'm hurt
I'm paid but I'm work
Suckin' it down
Watch how I slurp
Watch how she lurk
When I had you first
I can only handle people in doses
I need silence, there's too many voices
Time to check em, don't need no appointment
I'm only flame now, watch when I'm buoyant
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
I'm gon', do it, cause I do this
Tonight though, I'm gon' get too lit
Ayo DJ, play the music
Lotta Mac shit, lotta cheese too
Son, I told y'all, lotta bitches through
Lookin' in the mirror, it's just me and you
You know what it is, ain't no more pep talk
Get in the booth
I got too much drip, drip, drip
I be on my tomboy
But I don't got a dick, I say what it is
If I don't know you, don't ask for my government
Got me thinkin', you work for the government
They're done bakin', let me get the oven mitt
He a ass guy, he don't give a fuck bout tits
Cause, I'm eatin' bitches, don't give two shits
We on IG, actin' stupid
Hold this L, nigga don't lose it
Pass me the L, I'm tryna smoke
He in my throat, nothing alarming
I stay woke, taxin' niggas, write the note
I'm gon' do it, cause I do this
I'm gon' do it, cause I do this
Tonight though, I'm gon' get too lit
Ayo DJ, play the music
Lotta Mac shit, lotta cheese too
Son, I told y'all, lotta bitches through
Lookin' in the mirror, it's just me and you
You know what it is, ain't no more pep talk
Good job, get out of the booth
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Writer(s): Justine Magomo
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