Do What I Wanna

[Intro]
(You're not making this easy, Kyle)

[Verse: Sweet T]
I’ll turn a wimp to a hitter, you can call me Cuss
Met up with Bando at Hutch and revamped the buffs
Every time I see some cheese, I get a little rush
I'm not stoppin' ’til I see a hundred million-plus
Always hoopty or better, I never rode the bus
Hoppin' in the whip to dip, I got a play at the Russ
All my girls real quiet, I don't put up with fuss
He bought a Glock and wrote some rhymes, now he thinks he's one of us
I'm glad that shit's dead, I get paid just for talkin'
I used to have to wake my bitch ass up and clock in
If you ain't pape’ ready, better keep your ass walkin’
Danny just callеd me up, I'm ’bout to hit the stu' and lock in
I'm the hardеst around like David Goggins
Dropped ten pounds today, but I ain't do no joggin’
If you ain't got no money, you need to use your noggin
Hit my man **** B, he'll get you right with the login
Writin' all these lyrics, I could've been an author
Or some kinda poet, like Shakespeare and Chaucer
Lando hit me with the offer, now I'm fillin' up my coffers
Hit the Lab with the beater, flew off in a saucer
Bad bitch in the coupe like I'm Sam Witwicky
Everywhere I go, just know I'm with blicky
Most of the time, I'm relaxed, but I can be a bit tricky
With my credit, hoes, and clothes, I'm real nit-picky
I like big-body whips and cribs that are lofty
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money, you lost me
Skin white like milk, but the buffs chocolate Frosty
My name is Sweet T, but I've never been a softy
You lames don't get no coochie, y'all are incels
Scared of bein' in cells, so you give the feds intel
If you're scared of fallin' off, you been fell
I'm not worried about shit, check the stats, I been well
I ain't stoppin' 'til I get a check with two commas
My man got into that jam and hired Joumana
I'm swimmin' with the sharks, but this ain't the Bahamas
How you callin' me a bitch and you ain't pass the piranhas?
You don't give head? I eat my girl's coochie like lasagna
Don't leave me with your boo, I'll get her hotter than a sauna
Ridin' through Delray with my stuffer Lana
I did what I had to, now I do what I wanna