Lyrics

Doin' what I want to (Yuhh) When and where I want to (Oh Yuhhh) You best believe I do whatever feels best for me Hope on a flight just to catch a breeze Then I come back just to kill the streets I see a whole 'lotta mini me's Tryna run off with the recipe I can't give that sh*t no energy (I ain't tho') I won't give that sh*t no energy (I ain't tho') You best believe I do whatever feels best for me Hope on a flight just to catch a breeze Then I come back just to kill the streets I see a whole 'lotta mini me's Tryna run off with the recipe I can't give that sh*t no energy (I can't) I won't give that sh*t no energy (I ain't tho') You best believe I do whatever makes bread for me Got a few h*es that finesse for me Got a few h*es that invest in me They hit the road to go make the green Bring it right back but don't make a scene Make that shit stack, you might make the team Shake it like that, you might make the team Got this lil ting out in Italy Hit it one time now she cannot get rid of me Keep missing her calls now she mad at me She booked me a flight just for fashion week We had to run to the money Didn't give a f*ck if we was lookin' bummy We used to trap on that one way Now we get fly and spark up on the runway You best believe I do whatever feels best for me Hope on a flight just to catch a breeze Then I come back just to kill the streets I see a whole 'lotta mini me's Tryna run off with the recipe I can't give that sh*t no energy (I ain't tho') I won't give that sh*t no energy (I ain't tho') You best believe I do whatever feels best for me Hope on a flight just to catch a breeze Then I come back just to kill the streets I see a whole 'lotta mini me's Tryna run off with the recipe I can't give that sh*t no energy (I can't) I won't give that sh*t no energy (I ain't tho') Best believe You best believe You best believe I'm pretty as hell, could't you tell by the nails (yeah) Fresh manicure lemme run these through yo' hair (yeah yeah) Pretty as hell, could't you tell by the nails (yeah) Fresh manicure lemme run these through yo' hair (yeah yeah) You best believe You best believe I was drunk
Writer(s): Jefe Ravelo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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