What I Do

Lyrics

[Verse 1] He really hate my guts, he screamin' threats all through the cam My Backwood like a nursing home, yeah, this bitch full of grams She didn't mean to fuck me, take that back you lil' ham She wanna marry me because I pulled up in a Lamb' I'd advise you not trust me with your info, it's a scam He said it was his last, sorry, I don't give a damn I transferred his funds then I split it with the fam I bustdown a Plain, nigga, call that shit a Tram I'm snappin' like a clam, my soda look like Pam I get the neck then scram, I'm blocking you now ma'am I can tell you weigh your weed and coke on the same scale So much junk in her trunk, my bitch new name Spam [Hook] Yeah, gettin' to this money, that's what I do Hold up, twenty on my now, what 'bout you Nigga really hate my guts, what I do? Did I fuck your bitch, damn, what I do? Aye, what I do? Aye, what I do? Yeah, Kidd you gettin' off, yeah, what I do? Aye [Verse 2] Want me to put him on, but I know I'ma have to kill him The bright lights and money make 'em act so unfamiliar You broke, at his momma house, hatin' hard and simpin' Your bitch can't suck no dick, damn, I see why you be bitchin' I see why you be trippin', I feel you, but I can't relate Woke up to three bitches, it's gon' be an amazing day It ain't hard to clap a broke nigga, he got petty cake Perc' got me hot, heart beatin' like I'm Eddie King Boy you talkin' shit just like my Grandma, shout out Bessie Mae Bitch nigga, got the switch on me like a tranny waist Get the drop, now we rollin' on him, uh, Anna Mae Rich as hell, now they spreadin' rumors, uh, Section Eight Ooh I love it, let him hate, puny, you a featherweight Catch the neck and catch a play, I do that like every day If I tell her pull up, eat me now, she don't hesitate Crosses on my pants and my blouse, it ain't Chevrolet Sign his NDA and read it loud for the camera sake Poor ass, cappin' niggas irk my nerves bad Had a quickie with your bitch, she took a bird bath Then sent her home so you can snuggle with her, yo' lil nerd ass [Hook] Yeah, gettin' to this money, that's what I do Hold up, twenty on my now, what 'bout you Nigga really hate my guts, what I do? Did I fuck your bitch, damn, what I do? Aye, what I do? Aye, what I do? Yeah, Kidd you gettin' off, yeah, what I do? Aye [Outro] Aye what I did She said "Daddy, you the shit", hoe, what I'm is Yeah (I like that Anton)