Rob49 Do It Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-uh

[Verse 1]
Gotta get that ghetto p*ssy handout (Let's go), I'm sayin' (Yeah)
She ain't tryna f*ck me, but the ho wanna f*ck my mans (She did), she playin' (Facts)
Why you doggin' out hoes and the hoes don't treat you bad? (They don't)
I can (Yeah)
Why little brother on the 'Gram actin' like he a G? He cat, see what I'm sayin'?
Name a boss bitch, I can guarantee I done had her, peep this (Yeah)
I'll pass the ho to my brother and let him stab her (Let's go), it's lit (4)
Have my big dog 4ski nationwide artists (Yeah), shit
Some boss bitches, that be my only target, you feel me?
Yeah, I know who did it, but I ain't gon' say who did it (You ain't), I ain't (Facts)
Tell 'em chill out with it beforе he f*ck up the city, on gang
That's your main man? Bettеr tell him mind his business, okay
I'ma shoot first, I ain't 'bout to go like Biggie (I ain't), I can't (Can't)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, let's go (Hoo), 4
Nigga ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', I got shit put up with this money, yeah
I know they hate my guts, same nigga can't tell me how a hundred look
Nigga, I ain't even gon' cap, every ho who claim me, I done f*cked her, yeah
Big ol' 4 time, if I can't get pipping, I can't go to clubs
I'm not for these hoes, if you catch me in public, I can't give 'em hugs
I'm tryna tell him the rule, he tryna catch, go catch one, bring them mask and gloves
You gon' ask the bitch why she mad right now 'cause I don't give her nothin'
First, don't play that I'm leaving f*ck dude and them, I don't pay for features, hmm
Bitch, go ask—
I dog hoes out, you gotta believe me
'Cause like how whenever it's smoke, it's nice to meet you (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm not P, I'm big ol' 4ski, front street demon

[Verse 3]
Let's go (Yeah)
Every bitch I done touched still want f*ck me (Yeah)
Nut in a ho, make her throw Plan B's back like a Gusher (4)
Trust me, I see who done played, if a nigga play so far, bitch, it's f*ck you (Yeah)

[Outro]
Whippin' a Maybach, this bitch here bouncing like a bunny, huh
I can't be lackin', I'd rather get caught with this bitch on me, uh
I'm in the project when I shouldn't be there, bitch, it's f*ck 'em, huh
I'm linkin' killers up with the killers, dumb and dumber, uh
Flying a G6 and I'm on G6, bitch, I'm bustin', uh
I make 'em love me, all my new hoes from 'cross the country, huh
I know they tryna count a nigga out, I feel like f*ck 'em, uh
Chain arm bussin', bad ho here slutty, this shit ain't nothin'
I got more rich than niggas I used to look up to, uh
1942, on that Perky, bust it, get you loose
I'm in the Yami right now with Beedo off a 2
Any nigga ask a brother to get it, go and do it
I'm bringin' model hoes to my trenches, ask my dudes
I'm puttin' them model hoes in rotation, bitch, it's good, uh
I ain't tryna f*ck nothin' hoes, we be f*ckin' bitches stupid, uh
How much money it's gon' cost me to do it? I'll do it