Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martanya Washington
Songwriter
Lyrics
What it do bitch,
Young **** getting to it, yeah I'm from the brew bitch
Never lived on burleigh but my **** be on zoo shit
Always been about my pape like I'm half Jew bitch
Henn be my crew bitch, shit it's me and scoob
All dese bitches wanna ride along, but I ain't Hart or Cube
I like my bitch with plenty ass, sassy attitude
Fuckin good on top of money, dats my type of mood
U can send me all ya nudes, send em from ya finsta
Ya **** always been a fan, he always on my insta
Tell dat **** get back in blood fo I fuck his sista
Make her a celebrity overnight, she'll think I'm Twista
With me **** it's do or die, I ain't fa da cappin
Ya bitch a munch I bet I crunch, **** they call me captain
Shoutout all my **** trappin', catching plenty juggs
Dis b I'm smokin worth 2K, that's word to Lil Fizz & J Boog
Dis 4-1-4 shit, my **** never slowing down stay on go shit
My mama ain't birth u ****, u can stop the bro shit
If it's up u know it stuck, just drop the Lo bitch
And I'm pullin up'
Gang signs and bullets get to flying from the duly truck
Go against us if u want ****, gon try ya luck
Milwaukee **** on day, imma keep it a buck
What it do hoe
Knock a **** tooth out having em looking like Blue hoe
Expensive shit I'm kickin you would think the shit is judo
I be doggin all dese goofy hoes, I guess dat make me Pluto
Cudos, **** I'm one of one
Collegiate with the flow, mafukka Kain one and done
Devin Booker with the flow, mafukka Kain son'n em
Young king of da underground, like Pimp and Bun
Any get block get spun, we ain't duckin action
Bulleyes on da opps, **** target practice
Prayin on our downfall, they ain't even baptists
Hand them **** all scripts, I swear dese **** actors
Most of em ain't even factors, it's 4-1-4 shid
We really don't play, I hope you **** don't kid
That's small shit u **** doin, da Mil do it big
U **** ain't Stefon but u **** diggs
Dis 4-1-4 shit, my **** never slowing down stay on go shit
My mama ain't birth u ****, u can stop the bro shit
If it's up u know it stuck, just drop the Lo bitch
And I'm pullin up'
Gang signs and bullets get to flying from the duly truck
Go against us if u want ****, gon try ya luck
Milwaukee **** on day, imma keep it a buck
Written by: Martanya Washington
