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catty blick, juan flocko & jj da guard - do this sh*t lyrics

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[intro]
whoa+oh+oh
(x, you made a hit)
whoa+oh+oh
(yo, rewuan got the sauce)
whoa+oh+oh
this is how i made it home

[chorus: catty bl!ck]
i really do this sh+t, everybody knows
i caught him in the store, flashed my gun, and he froze
if i do know somethin’ ‘bout my blood, she was cold
40 somethin’ k!llers in the whip, i’ve been told

[verse 1: catty bl!ck]
when i was young, i wasn’t in a mood to rap
start smoking weed, as it went on, start totin’ straps
i went from sleeping in, to straight up touching grass
it’s been a while, so when you ready to attack?

[pre+chorus: catty bl!ck]
whoa+oh+oh
this is how i made it home
whoa+oh+oh
i guess this is how i made it home
[verse 2: catty bl!ck]
from the street, to the sheet, to the mic, to the queen
dropped my crown, that’s my thing
i’m a movie with no screen
she always talking, till i slide in wit’ my team
rip through her brain, just cause thе bullets need to eat

[pre+chorus: catty bl!ck]
whoa+oh+oh
this is how i made it homе
whoa+oh+oh
i guess this is how i made it home

[chorus: catty bl!ck]
i really do this sh+t, everybody knows
i caught him in the store, flashed my gun, and he froze
if i do know somethin’ ‘bout my blood, she was cold
40 somethin’ k!llers in the whip, i’ve been told

[verse 3: juan flocko]
don’t need n0body, i’m just cruisin’ by myself
blood stains the pavement, bodies drop, my life is h+ll
my faith in lily, if it wasn’t for her, i wouldn’t rap (yeah)
still free the bro’s that took in crime up in the trap
d+mn, yeah, we pulled up on your block now, all the windows dropped down
yeah, we do this sh+t, this is how i made it home
[verse 4: jj da guard]
the opps do a good job blending in with the bloods, that crips on my block tell the difference
real n+ggas get recognition, you recognize that once you lived it
told him to try (me)
i done told her a million times that i don’t smoke weed when i’m high
and it feels good to see c in the charts, since c.c begging, i ring the alarm
okay, fine
the beam on, better leave, or you done
they talk ‘bout shooting, ain’t shoot sh+t once
why t putting molly on dinner plates, move out the way, if you don’t, better run
tryna locate me a new strain, i don’t put trust in vintage blunts
stop drinking and go get some money, what’s wrong with these self+entitled bums?
in my livelihood, wish ty b could see me run up the cash, no entity
“jj, don’t forget me”, money gon’ make me lose my memory
i’m in anti+disestablish sh+t for a bad b+tch (word to bro)
i treat every opp like a monday morning, treat every night like a sat+rday

[chorus: catty bl!ck]
i really do this sh+t, everybody knows
i caught him in the store, flashed my gun, and he froze
if i do know somethin’ ‘bout my blood, she was cold
40 somethin’ k!llers in the whip, i’ve been told

[outro]
(yo, rewuan got the sauce)
whoa+oh+oh



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