lirik lagu what i do – yamine
(intro)
this to these b-tch -ss n-gg-s, they know who i’m talking too. yeah. say i ain’t grinding, well d-mn i’ll show you something
(hook)
talk sh-t you get f-cked up
g on 12’s 401’s tucked up
atlanta sh-t is my stuff bruh
what i do i on’t walk bucked up (repeat)
(verse 1)
n-gg-s talkin’ sh-t (yup)
i don’t care he live with his b-tch (whoah)
eating expired p-ssy everyday
with the same girl that b-tch ain’t lit (nope)
i don’t have no dad either
but i’m debating to buy me a whip (take it)
the difference betweens our fathers’
mines a k!ller yours a b-tch (d-mn)
darion shut yo mouth
f-ck with me you gone get sticked (yup)
i hate fighting little kids
i fight grown men just to live’ (no lie)
che’mar knocked my teeth out
so i dialed up my clique (blood gang)
we beat his -ss so bad
and he was 26 (yup)
6 foot 6 size don’t matter
you can get still kicked (true, true)
nelson shoes be kick’n bricks (d-mn)
shea is also gus’s b-tch (hoe)
you stay with one girl
and say you get b-tches
i get p-ssy err-week
no stutin’ jestiny got d-cked in (take that)
went on to miyah over the weeknd
crying on night
waiting for my tippin
f-ck you mean i don’t get b-tches
mess around and go get st-tches
g’d all geeked up shooting them snitches
i go call my g’s on 45 and now i we get to clippin
jalen says i’m -ss at basketball
but your worst then bill and billy
(hook)
talk sh-t you get f-cked up
g on 12’s 401’s tucked up
atlanta sh-t is my stuff bruh
what i do i on’t walk bucked up (repeat)
(verse 2)
perpetrate, impersonate, you too soft to catch a fade
i got n-gg-s in these streets that touch more snow than christmas day
blow my high, lose my cool, you gon’ make the evening news
they can’t find your head to id you, they don’t have a clue
it’s going down on your block, where the bread at?
catch you sleepin’, homie, send some shots, where your bed at
got your b-tch, like what you thinking n-gg-, where your head at?
talkin’ all that sh-t, you wish you wouldn’t have said that
you a dead man, fill you up with lead, man, real n-gg-s, i bring that
they gon’ go to war for me, they gon’ bring your head back (b-tch)
and i know where you been, where you standin’ (hoe)
ain’t no runnin’ off from me ’cause i don’t play that, mane
(yeah hoe!)
(hook)
talk sh-t you get f-cked up
g on 12’s 401’s tucked up
atlanta sh-t is my stuff bruh
what i do i on’t walk bucked up (repeat4xs)
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