Doing Me

Rocket Da Goon

Brrt, brrt joog In that jeep (What? Yeah) Ridin' 'round town with that squeak (What? Brrt) let it speak (Ooh, what?) Speak that squeak (Yeah) Ooh, let it speak (What?) (Ooh, heh, what? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah) (What? What? Yeah) Fuck this bitch, I'm doing me (Me, fuck this bitch, nah) I can not stress about no bitch, I keep it G (G, keep it G) Where that Actavis? Ho, pour that lean (Lean, Wock', ooh, Wock') This is not a drink, bitch, lean on me (Ooh, lean, lean, lean) I can not smoke up on no jit, I smoke OG (Gas, gas, woah, woah) In the jeep, with the squeak (Skrrt) , fuck 'round Let it speak (What? What? What? Bang) Let it squawk, broad day, let that boy talk (Frrt, yeah) ooh, line 'em up Drop him then I line his ass in chalk (Ooh, chalk, line him up) Line 'em up (What?) , drop 'em (What? What?) , then I line his ass in chalk (Bang, woah) Pick 'em up (What?) , time up (What? What?) Then we drop 'em off (Yeah) Drop them bags off (Yeah) , 'cause you know we Get 'em off fast (Yeah, ooh) I'm a bad boy (What?) , with my bitch (Yeah) Not to fuckin' brag (Yeah, what?) Nigga you a pussy, you a snitch (What?) , you a lab rat (Rat) I'm a big cat, AK, big kickback (Woah, buh, buh, bang) Let that shawty through (Yeah) , and she might give Me drift back (Yeah, woo) Drag racer, NASCAR (Beep, skrrt) I might just go and drift it (Yeah) Bullets flyin' flurries I won't hesitate to lift that Boy up off the ground (Yeah) , 'cause he trippin', so he stiff Now (What? What? What? What? Woah, yeah) He ain't smokin' pounds of that gas He smokin' stiff pack (What? What? Yeah, what? Yeah) Topic off the chit-chat Your bitch ask where her flick at (Yeah) Flick, with the wrist, with the bowl I'ma scrape the side with a fork (Skrrt, skrrt) got a bad bitch (Yeah) , I just upgrade her from a dork This the up, so I just pour me a four Two cups now I'm down on the four, this dub Bitch don't want it no more, what's up? (What?) bitch, slam the door Ooh, ooh, try to change (What? Change) I ain't tryna change (Nah) I just try maintain the game, shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, what?) Ooh, you lil' niggas still on the same shit (Shit) Ooh (Yeah) , chopper hit him, damn, where is his brain? Shit (O oh) Fuck this bitch, I'm doing me (Me, fuck this bitch, nah) I can not stress about no bitch, I keep it G (G, keep it G) Where that Actavis? Ho, pour that lean (Lean, Wock', ooh, Wock') This is not a drink, bitch, lean on me (Ooh, lean, lean, lean) I can not smoke up on no jit, I smoke OG (Gas, gas, woah, woah) In the jeep, with the squeak (Skrrt) , fuck 'round Let it speak (What? What? What? Bang) Let it squawk, broad day, let that boy talk (Frrt, yeah) ooh, line 'em up Drop him then I line his ass in chalk (Ooh, chalk, line him up) (Young Pluto, Young Pluto, nyoom) Robin jeans with the wings (Wings) Fire the Glock with the bean (With the beam) I'ma fall in love with the lean (My lean) Add it up, money machine (Add it up) Watch me tumb through a check, huh Fuck your bitch, now your ex (Your ex) Water drip off my neck, huh I agree, I bossed my chest (Boss it up) Louis V, watch my step, huh (Yeah) Pussy damn know I'm not Pi'erre on (Mhm) I'ma come trough, yeah, I'm spread wrong (Spread shit) hrruh, hrruh, hrruh, huh Yeah, no, you're not earsome (Ear, ear) Water my set, huh, huh Water my set, huh, huh (Water my set) Water my set Hide my fire when badman pull up (Skrrt) You know I mean business every time I pull up Gods almighty, you know my head fucked up You're not no badman, pussy, just shut up (Just shut up) We're goin' out trappin' and my Money just run up (Run up) We out the trenches Right now with a ski mask Everybody done know I sip, man, I'm leanin' (Lean, lean, lean) Pull up, know I'm a demon Damn, I shoot for no reason Take the Wock', I love the Wock' (Yeah) Yo, your song like a pussy war Pussy say he want war? Yeah, nigga, pull up I leave him a bullet ole (Brrt, brrt) Made a deal with the drug dealer As we trap it up pon the top floor Medusa shit tey never seen before Let me pull up a ten pint, in a Aventador (Skrrt, skrrt) Fuck this bitch, I'm doing me (Me, fuck this bitch, nah) I can not stress about no bitch, I keep it G (G, keep it G) Where that Actavis? Ho, pour that lean (Lean, Wock', ooh, Wock') This is not a drink, bitch, lean on me (Ooh, lean, lean, lean) I can not smoke up on no jit, I smoke OG (Gas, gas, woah, woah) In the jeep, with the squeak (Skrrt) , fuck 'round Let it speak (What? What? What? Bang) Let it squawk, broad day, let that boy talk (Frrt, yeah) ooh, line 'em up Drop him then I line his ass in chalk (Ooh, chalk, line him up)

Written by: Niko Nesbeth, Terrence Hackett, Troy LaneLyrics © BMG Rights Management, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, O/B/O CAPASSO, CREATE MUSIC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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