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gangway - do what i do lyrics

[chorus]
i’m not from the ville yeah my money too big, (money too big)
when them hollow tips start flying better hold on your wig. (better hold on your wig)
you can find me on street i’m prolly’ smoking a cig, (smoking a cig)
and i ran off on the plug he had a ounce of the mid
when i pull up i’m a demon i don’t care who i hit, (grrrrr)
better hope that when i catch him he ain’t holding his kid
always say he got the chips i guess i’m flipping his lid
if i say it i’ma do it so i did what i did. (did what i did)

[verse 1]
had to do what i had to do
bad kid bad att-tude
kick a door yeah i did a few, (i did)
only stress about money moves
if you ain’t talking ’bout hunnids, (hunnids)
b-tch get the f-ck out my face. (grrrr)
i’m tryna run up this money, (money)
buy all my brothers a place. (ya)
mama told me i’m a knucklehead
die in the street what my uncle said
now i just count up a bunch of bread, (racks)
pull out a rack and she giving head
ya, ya, aye, told that little b-tch pop that neck make it wet. (lil b-tch)

[verse 2]
and i still do what i do
acting a fool and i stay with the tool
block too hot i’m keeping it cool
ooh look how i move. (look how i move)
b-tch try to say that i’m rude
come with that drake and i clean up your crew
diamonds sick like i’m catching the flu
had a check but these hunnids all new. (been had a check)
free all my brothers they fighting them cases, (free bull)
suck me up got my kids in her braces
look at my pockets got blue on my faces
pour a four now his b-tch wanna taste it. (pour up a four)
threw the phone they was trying to trace it
rocking margiela you know it’s that maison. (designer)
told her she tripping she think that we dating
hunnid my dash you don’t wanna race it

[bridge]
playing with her p-ssy while she doing my hair, (while she doin my hair)
and my jeans balenciaga and my coat moncler. (and my coat moncler)
we can shoot it out in broad day i really don’t care, (really don’t care)
said he wanna throw the hands but we ain’t playing it fair. (we ain’t playing it fair)
if they start to ask them questions i ain’t hit that l!ck
yeah they always tryna catch me but i’m just too quick. (f-ck 12)
got these hoes all lining up they wanna see my drip, (they wanna see my drip)
i told ’em like i told them officers to suck my d-ck. (lil b-tch)

- gangway lyrics

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