Leh Do It
Yeah
Leek that's fye right there
Huh, leh do it
He ain't no gangsta, he's just gang influenced
You a internet gangsta, we can't get into it
But if you want war we declare it
Lil nigga, leh do it
Don't fuck with me, I ain't the type to be fucked with
Your bitch for the team, she the type to get fucked quick
Don't want no relations, just wanted my nut bitch
Think she finna be my baby you crazy as fuck bitch
Kick that hoe right out the spot
She crazy as hell think i'm paying for the drop
Yeah, I just got rich off this rapping
Lil cameo having, boy, I'm going up
Yeah, I ain't no type to just speak on the net
Boy, I pull up and shoot your shit up
Pop out side your bushes, got this big ass Glock on me
Mhm, gon' put your ass in a blunt
I'm with TJ, know that my twin
Know we spinning his block in a Benz
Can't fuck with these hoes, these bitches pretend
Can't fuck with no friends, only fuck with my kin
Uh-huh, know these niggas gon' spin for lil cameo
I had spint for myself when these niggas ain't help me tho
I had passed bro the stick told him is he ready tho
Know having this cash, I'm having this fetty hoe
Uh, yeah, let me just switch this shit up
I be smoking on big blunts, high as fuck
Uh, how the fuck you say I change, lil' nigga
Boy, I been the same, these niggas ain't us
I'm in a trap with your bitch, you know she suck dick
Boy you know you gotta give that hoe up
I pass that lil' ho to the gang, that bitch is not mine
Lil' nigga, so I don't give a fuck
Creep outside your house at night, lil' nigga
I'm puttin' shit down
Big Draco on me, this bitch shoot like thunder
And it come with a 50 round put a suppressor right on it
It won't make no sound he play then we gunnin him down
Interrogation room, we heard that nigga had squealed
We heard that you runnin' your mouth
Hang out the window, I pray that God, just take the wheel
Whenever we running him down
Glock got extendo we shootin' shit, just like for real
Must thought we was playin' around
I buck off from the jakes, ain't no stoppin' this whip
When I hop on the motherfuckin' interstate
Take this bitch to top speed, nigga
Ain't no catchin' me
Huh, leh do it
He ain't no gangsta, he's just gang influenced
You a internet gangsta, we can't get into it
But if you want war we declare it
Lil nigga, leh do it
Don't fuck with me, I ain't the type to be fucked with
Your bitch for the team, she the type to get fucked quick
Don't want no relations, just wanted my nut bitch
Think she finna be my baby you crazy as fuck bitch
Leek that's fye right there
Huh, leh do it
He ain't no gangsta, he's just gang influenced
You a internet gangsta, we can't get into it
But if you want war we declare it
Lil nigga, leh do it
Don't fuck with me, I ain't the type to be fucked with
Your bitch for the team, she the type to get fucked quick
Don't want no relations, just wanted my nut bitch
Think she finna be my baby you crazy as fuck bitch
Kick that hoe right out the spot
She crazy as hell think i'm paying for the drop
Yeah, I just got rich off this rapping
Lil cameo having, boy, I'm going up
Yeah, I ain't no type to just speak on the net
Boy, I pull up and shoot your shit up
Pop out side your bushes, got this big ass Glock on me
Mhm, gon' put your ass in a blunt
I'm with TJ, know that my twin
Know we spinning his block in a Benz
Can't fuck with these hoes, these bitches pretend
Can't fuck with no friends, only fuck with my kin
Uh-huh, know these niggas gon' spin for lil cameo
I had spint for myself when these niggas ain't help me tho
I had passed bro the stick told him is he ready tho
Know having this cash, I'm having this fetty hoe
Uh, yeah, let me just switch this shit up
I be smoking on big blunts, high as fuck
Uh, how the fuck you say I change, lil' nigga
Boy, I been the same, these niggas ain't us
I'm in a trap with your bitch, you know she suck dick
Boy you know you gotta give that hoe up
I pass that lil' ho to the gang, that bitch is not mine
Lil' nigga, so I don't give a fuck
Creep outside your house at night, lil' nigga
I'm puttin' shit down
Big Draco on me, this bitch shoot like thunder
And it come with a 50 round put a suppressor right on it
It won't make no sound he play then we gunnin him down
Interrogation room, we heard that nigga had squealed
We heard that you runnin' your mouth
Hang out the window, I pray that God, just take the wheel
Whenever we running him down
Glock got extendo we shootin' shit, just like for real
Must thought we was playin' around
I buck off from the jakes, ain't no stoppin' this whip
When I hop on the motherfuckin' interstate
Take this bitch to top speed, nigga
Ain't no catchin' me
Huh, leh do it
He ain't no gangsta, he's just gang influenced
You a internet gangsta, we can't get into it
But if you want war we declare it
Lil nigga, leh do it
Don't fuck with me, I ain't the type to be fucked with
Your bitch for the team, she the type to get fucked quick
Don't want no relations, just wanted my nut bitch
Think she finna be my baby you crazy as fuck bitch
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Writer(s): Travorius Turner, Thakidtj
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