What It Do

Aye bitch like what it do
In the cub many bitches
Hit me up like i can't fucking choose
All eyes on me
Going up in plays
Add up all those views
Been the same for the longest time
Ima flip a switch, renew
Ima be my own teacher
Make it look to fucking simple
I stand tall like a light pole
I make his ass look little
Only hands ain't no choppa toting pistols

I'm half and half
Mix the sweet tea with the lemonade
Yo bitch hitting random moves
Like it was the renegade
When i claim my throne
It's gon be july whеre we pop and celеbrate
Sip up on slush flying high like it make me levitate
Nah fuck that im off that sweet ass fucking minute maid

Like what it do
Been so down now im grinding
For that bag
It's so tragic
Now im whipping up some magic
In my small studio
At the table playing poker
Nah Fuck it placing card like it was some yu-gi-oh

Aye bitch like what it do
Many bitches in the club
Like i can't fucking choose
I'm my own king
Good ass energy is what i only think
Had a some people come into my life
Try to change my sympathy
But now i'm on the come up
They can't get the switch out me

I'm in the back chilling
Smoking on that good kush
When im down im lighting up that fucking wood
Lately i've been working to get this off my mind
Been the past few days
I've been Counting all these dollars flipping all these dimes

Baby girl like what you talking about
Blowing up the gram
Chasing clout
I'm guessing you really dont fucking understand
Hit my phone
Just Leave me the fuck alone
I'm in the stu
Cooking up flavors
While i'm on the go
Keep it smooth
Nothingless no out of fucking flow
Sweet sound
Like minute maid ima need some more
Same memories i see but i ain't going back
Fakes still my old tracks
Sipping on that wocky slush
Yeah i'm feeling so relaxed

Aye bitch like what it do
In the cub many bitches
Hmu like i can't fucking choose
All eyes on me
Going up in plays
Add up all those views
Been the same for the longest time
Ima flip a switch , renew

Ima be my own teacher
Make it look to fucking simple
I stand tall like a light pole
I make his ass look little
Only hands ain't no choppa toting pistols
Sweet tea with the lemonade
Yo bitch hitting random moves
Like it was the renegade