yyes - what i do lyrics
[intro]
(yyes)
(ryder n-gga!)
[hook]
run it up, that’s what i do
yeah hit like a gun club, that’s what i do
smokin’ h-lla ganja, that’s what i do
bendin’ h-lla corners, that’s what i do
40, no high pointer, know what i do
i became a monster
and i have feelings you ain’t on the roster
shrimp lo mein and pasta, high as a helicopter
n-ggas is my sons, i swear n-ggas adopted
your father is a problem
[verse 1]
any way you know i want money, nothing between
i wanna f-ck then i think she should leave
afterwards don’t take is personally
get in her head like aleve
cause a fit when i leave
i’m the drug, 1 iv
she love this drip, new submarine
uh
new phone, new kicks
how i feel feds tryin to tap on my line, yeah
new phone, who dis?
til then a n-gga gon’ trap on pine, yeah
can’t ride my wave with no kayak
and i put in the work with no time back
fendi or birken, i’ll buy that
shut down the store, buy it back
had to get em off of my -ss
i used to couldn’t wait for the day to go by
sh-t was a mess, i was down on my d-ck
y’all know i can’t lie
they can admit, you couldn’t even read me a myth
now i move like this
[bridge] (x2)
i’m the man
yeah, call up your mans
you can tell him we don’t wanna do him dirty
we just came to spend many bands
hopped outta coach and it feel like a jet
touched down in lax
[verse 2]
oh
i’m the man
i’m the man, they ask how i get all the bands
i told you this sh-t was all part of my lil’ plan
understand
understand, i would make moves in that trans am
i board the plane, i hit your line when i land
i’m already knowing that you looking for places to live, when you get sad
not really knowing that you would turn around and you would stab me in my back
when all i do and all i can give to you and all you give me back is “my bad”
and i know that it get rough in times and i know that you got it mama
i know that you really wanted me, no
but i’m sorry i gotta make my way back to my g fazos at the door
and you know that i’m back on the road
[hook]
run it up, that’s what i do
yeah hit like a gun club, that’s what i do
smokin’ h-lla ganja, that’s what i do
bendin’ h-lla corners, that’s what i do
40, no high pointer, know what i do
i became a monster
and i have feelings you ain’t on the roster
shrimp lo mein and pasta, high as a helicopter
n-ggas is my sons, i swear n-ggas adopted
your father is a problem
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