Do That Shit
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
N***as wanna know how I do it
When we step p in the party, it's [?]
Pussy n***a try to go to war, [?]
[?] cause mine's polluted
I just hit an IG model, she [?]
Popped out with two fourtys, ngigga mine congruent
I put a hundred on my chop, n***a, mine's the [?]
I'm the type to rap, even when I ain't got time to do it
No cap, told the bitch let me place my kids where her throat at
Pick him off with a sniper, n***a Kodak
My white boy got a jumper, [?]
Before I let a bitch suck my dick, I need [?]
I keep talking 'bout a hundred K, cause I can show that
P.L.R. is a demon, get his soul snatched
I got a clip full of [?] n***a hold that
[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
Ten thousand on me, twenty timеs, that's a whole bag
Beefing with a n***a with some paper, do you all bad
[?] without thе hall pass
Running through [?] randomly, I [?]
You can tell I'm kinda slick too, cause how I talk fast
I can tell you 'bout a bitch too, cause [?]
[?] but I done bought half
I was just pushing through an ounce [?]
So much money on me, how the fuck can I not sag?
You ain't right here with me, that's a reason to be mad
Been showing love, [?] heavy on [?]
But n***as don't keep it real, I can't teach them
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
You ain't out here doing for your dawgs, you can't preech that
You couldn't even move your last bag, it was a weak pack
You only flashed two thousand dollars, that's a weak sack
I know some n***as in the hood, shooting tit for tat
If a n***a sell me bullshit, then Imma take it back
I could put [?] on your head, here, take your strap
Four fives and F.N.'s, I can never lack
They ain't wanna [?] with you, cause your verses wack
A thousand for the shoes, got the shirt to match
If a n***a touch mine, we gon hurt his ass
I just met a bitch from overseas, she had a birkin bag
When I get my money up, I'm buying more bags
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
N***as wanna know how I do it
When we step p in the party, it's [?]
Pussy n***a try to go to war, [?]
[?] cause mine's polluted
I just hit an IG model, she [?]
Popped out with two fourtys, ngigga mine congruent
I put a hundred on my chop, n***a, mine's the [?]
I'm the type to rap, even when I ain't got time to do it
No cap, told the bitch let me place my kids where her throat at
Pick him off with a sniper, n***a Kodak
My white boy got a jumper, [?]
Before I let a bitch suck my dick, I need [?]
I keep talking 'bout a hundred K, cause I can show that
P.L.R. is a demon, get his soul snatched
I got a clip full of [?] n***a hold that
[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
Ten thousand on me, twenty timеs, that's a whole bag
Beefing with a n***a with some paper, do you all bad
[?] without thе hall pass
Running through [?] randomly, I [?]
You can tell I'm kinda slick too, cause how I talk fast
I can tell you 'bout a bitch too, cause [?]
[?] but I done bought half
I was just pushing through an ounce [?]
So much money on me, how the fuck can I not sag?
You ain't right here with me, that's a reason to be mad
Been showing love, [?] heavy on [?]
But n***as don't keep it real, I can't teach them
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
You ain't out here doing for your dawgs, you can't preech that
You couldn't even move your last bag, it was a weak pack
You only flashed two thousand dollars, that's a weak sack
I know some n***as in the hood, shooting tit for tat
If a n***a sell me bullshit, then Imma take it back
I could put [?] on your head, here, take your strap
Four fives and F.N.'s, I can never lack
They ain't wanna [?] with you, cause your verses wack
A thousand for the shoes, got the shirt to match
If a n***a touch mine, we gon hurt his ass
I just met a bitch from overseas, she had a birkin bag
When I get my money up, I'm buying more bags
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit
Do that shit, bitch
Do that shit
Do that shit