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young renaissance - what we do lyrics

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[chorus]
roll the backwoods, that’s just what we do
gotta steal your girl, that’s just what we do
flexin’ on your ex, that’s just what we do
icy on the wrist, that’s just what we do
that’s just what we do, that’s just what we do
my n-ggas stay with it, that’s just what we do
d-mn mama, had to call it overdue
we be ballin’ like the best, that’s just what we do

[verse 1]
hop out the whip with the straps, always ready to attack
pistol whip him with the mac
used to get cheddar but i ain’t no rat
paper get higher the more that it stack
fell off the plug but he never came back
wait, i took your spot just like that
yeah, that’s how i work in the trap
be broke or be famous so i had to act
back in the day i finessed
workin’ these streets with the stress
hop in the back and you know i’m the best
in the penthouse with your ex
i be with my n-ggas ’cause they is best
i be with my n-ggas, they said f-ck the rest
with my whole gang, we don’t ball like the rest, yeah

[chorus]
roll the backwoods, that’s just what we do
gotta steal your girl, that’s just what we do
flexin’ on your ex, that’s just what we do
icy on the wrist, that’s just what we do
that’s just what we do, that’s just what we do
my n-ggas stay with it, that’s just what we do
d-mn mama, had to call it overdue
we be ballin’ like the best, that’s just what we do

[verse 2]
boy i’m number one and you number two
if you ain’t f-ckin’ with me then i don’t f-ck with you
tryna tie me down, ain’t gon’ be stuck with you
haters they ain’t ready, they ain’t got no clue
i been rollin’ with my bros, oh
girls they want me in they photos
i ain’t gon f-ck with these hoes, oh
look like a model, it’s cholo
she gon’ rub me like a genie
fakers playin’ ’cause they all want to be me
workin’ that magic, i’m sl!ck like houdini
[?] my sh-t, y’all n-ggas can’t see me
see i’m smiling ’cause i’m rich
forty on me like a brick, sippin’ lean like a pic
i just be high like i’m rollin’
whippin’ that b-tch ’cause she stolen
oz on me ’cause i’m golden
i be so lit when i go in
everyone acts like i know them
n-gga i don’t really know them
ain’t sorry, rollin’ around with your b-tch in a rari
adventurous n-gga, i’m on a safari
sippin’ that lean with your b-tch on a harley
drivin’ a rari, i’m ’bout to go swerve
fake b-tches on me, they all gettin’ curved
gettin’ that money, you see how i’m worth
all of these bands, they gon’ make a girl twerk
run [?] then i p-ss
n-gga you see how i rap
see i be gettin’ the bag, runnin’ up all of my stats
got my whole gang on my back, we takin’ over the map
haters they talkin’, they whack
n-gga you see how i rap, fire all over the track
sippin’ that lean make me nap, money on me lookin’ fat

[chorus]
roll the backwoods, that’s just what we do
gotta steal your girl, that’s just what we do
flexin’ on your ex, that’s just what we do
icy on the wrist, that’s just what we do
that’s just what we do, that’s just what we do
my n-ggas stay with it, that’s just what we do
d-mn mama, had to call it overdue
we be ballin’ like the best, that’s just what we do



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