What To Do

[Intro: Damedot]
Yeah
Real Gutta Shit (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Ayy

[Verse: Damedot]
Dog got me shittin' on her boyfriend (Rrr, yeah)
560, bitch, this ain't the lil' boy Benz (Uh-uh)
Bitch knockin' at the trap, I'ma let her in (Come on)
Big .308 and I'll let 'em have it (Drrt)
Red key in my pocket, boy, you know I'm stabbin' (This the 'Cat)
Doctor put her stomach in her ass, so you know I'm stabbin' (Soft now)
If I can't just get some head, we goin' to the Hamptons (Gotta get a room)
I can't fuck her in the bed, it's money in the mattress (Racks)
Six hundred bucks for some VaporMaxes (For some Nikes)
Gave a bitch a thousand just for no attachments (Here, shut up)
AR ain't got no room, it got all attachments (It got all attachments)
We want all the smoke, we want all the action (All the action)
You say you hit my bitch, I'll put it past you (I would)
I can't see shit, I'm pushin' up my glasses (I can't see)
This ain't no Scat, baby, this the fast one (The fast one)
Left my old bitch, she tried to pull a fast one (Hahaha)
I ain't see her speak, she say I'm rude (Say I'm rude)
Unc' called with a thousand blues (Bring 'em to me)
Lil' bro'll put you on the news (Doo-doo-doo)
I put him on the road, he ain't know what to do (He ain't know what to do)
I'm sippin' on some drank, this ain't no hundred proof
It's stars in the ceiling, this ain't no 600 coupe (This a Wraith, nigga)
I make a phone call, that's a hundred goons (Brrt)
Fuckin' in a mansion, this bitch got a hundred rooms (Got a hundred rooms)
I'm 'bout to take my lil' bitch on a honeymoon (C'mon, honeymoon)
First I gotta take a nap, I shot a hundred moves (Tired as hell)
Couple years ago, I was sellin' half a moons (Woo)
Nigga, now it's oranges (Yeah)
Niggas tellin' what they saw, man, you boys informants (Niggas rats)
I left the game and came back, hoes call me Jordan (Whew)
Sweezee said the stove broke, I'ma use the Foreman (Whew)
I would play with hoes like you, but I'm usually scorin' (I'm fuckin')
I can't live with these hoes, gotta go when I'm done (I gotta go)
Keep them broke cute hoes from 'round me, my bitches get money (I'm good)
I might get a three of Wock', pour it all in a slushy (Yeah)
Drop a new VVS chain and go straight to Milwaukee (Ice, ice)
Could've bought a pint, I bought some shoes (Bought some shoes)
I need a catering service for the food (Rrr)
My bitch ass fatter than a fool (Ayy, mwah)
I hit her off a Perc', she ain't know what to do (She ain't know what to do)
I heard you niggas tellin', I can't fuck with you (Y'all niggas rats)
I could wear some different shoes for a month or two (On God)
I make a phone call, couple hundred blues (Brrt)
Heart cold, this ice in it's all because of you