Do A Show

[Chorus: gunk]
Yeah, I feel like if I didn't meet you, I would've been alright (Warning)
Told twin, "Lock in, it'll be alright", yeah (War—)
Yeah, yeah, you just make up everything
Yeah, fuck, you just so embarrassing, yeah (War—)
In yo' hood wearing all black and we do a show
You-You say that yo' homie, he whacked, I ain't even know
Yeah, yeah, you fucked up if you let me go
You ain't gon' hold me down (Warning)

[Verse 1: gunk]
Yeah, niggas keep tryna impress me, ayy
Pigs, they tryna arrest me, yeah
Up in the crib, I chill wit' bae
Lil'-Lil' girl tryna caress me, ayy
I thank God, I'ma bless it, ayy
I thank God that I'm sexy, yeah
Why is you testin', ayy?
Nigga, he gettin' his head blown off

[Verse 2: fashionist]
Man, these pussy ass niggas been said enough
Nigga, go head, get some bread or sumn
This a real 'vette or sumn, yeah
I got my cheddar on me
Nigga, I'm a real trendsetter, on me
Nigga got swag, got swag on him
Nigga got swag, look better on me
Bitch, you know I ball, shit
Bitch, I own shit
Bitch, I been my own clique
Yeah, you ain't own it
Bitch, you lame, I've known it
That's my swag, you stole it
Yeah and you know it
I'm wit' gunk, we tote shit
You a bitch, ain't know shit
Got my own clique, bitch
Got my own bitch, yeah
Got my own blick
Y'all niggas pussy, y'all ain't tote shit
I'm a real nigga, I'm making them hits
Nigga talk down and we getting 'em hit, yeah
Nigga, I'm gettin' 'em hit, yeah
Nigga, I'm gettin' 'em hit, yeah, yeah
(Spent like twelve on Marni)
Spent like twelve on Marni
Bitch, I feel like—
Bitch, I— Bitch, I feel like Carti
Pull up to the party
The hoes and the clothes and the money stay on me
Why yo' main hoe on my phone, tryna call me?
And the racks stand tall
Bitch, the racks stay on me
I got big bank
Hope you don't depend on me

[Chorus: gunk]
Yeah, I feel like if I didn't meet you, I would've been alright
Told twin, "Lock in, it'll be alright", yeah (Warning)
Yeah, yeah, you just make up everything
Yeah, fuck, you just so embarrassing, yeah (War—)
In yo' hood wearing all black and we do a show
You-You say that yo' homie, he whacked, I ain't even know
Yeah, yeah, you fucked up if you let me go
You ain't gon' hold me down (Warning)

[Outro: gunk]
(Yeah, niggas keep tryna impress me, ayy)
(Pigs, they tryna arrest me, yeah)
(Warning)