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what i gotta do ? - wits lyrics

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what i gotta do?

(intro)

i’m rockin’ that ironed polo tee, lookin’ clean

ain’t got no time, for t**ter to waste no time, any more, yeah

i fortify the f*ckin’ team

anything i gotta do, you best believe

imma pullup, with that god d*mn thing

(chorus)

yeah?

kid it’s best you stand back, from the bad

sh*t, you foldin’ you don’t even know what cards in your hand

you claiming the streets what you breathe, but you takin the stand against yo mans

oh man

n*gga musta went and done em all in

and the police took the plug and brodie

homie to the pen

hoe done did a n*gga in and so a soldier ain’t here

my homie held a n*gga down so when he out we bout to turn up. (turn up)

like the block

n*ggas better stand back, when we pullin up

you finna need twenty rulers if gone measure up. (ay yuh)

brodie turn to feathers when he burst, i bet i blast. (i bet i blast)

so the next time i see a n*gga tempt me might be his last. (might be his last)

now, that i can’t allow

lil n*gga, stand down
you need to take a step back

and you n*ggas took a l!

take a setback like it ain’t sh*t!

sh*t i can shoot back kid sh*t i can getchu shot at like it ain’t, hot

bring the bud up to the the boulevard we coolin at the court

homie got caught

brodie got court

fam sick, d*mn

i gotta run the torch

hop out and approach

send this f*cker prayers, cause he’s boutta peace out

pop off over here and i’m gone shoot you, ain’t no rebound. (ain’t no rebound)

dropped off all them grams, i got the traps lined for the dollars
i’m in the stu droppin’ gems

gems

gems

jewels

jewels

gems

gems

hacks

scams

hacks, scams, cheats

beat the sh*t out you lizards, cuttin’ venom out you gizzards

smokin’ cinnamon in my rollup

rift portal open when i pullup, and my pistol by my d*ck ready to jump

and that mof*ckin’ trigger, i’m ready to pull it

f*ck a stunt

f*ck a punk

f*ck a bunt

bat it off

out the field

trappin sh*t to get a meal

give family my millions

these lil kids my minions

only be like this because i be here

(pop a p*ssy like them stupid perkies kids be flexin’)

chorus

yeah?

kid it’s best you stand back, from the bad

sh*t, you foldin’ you don’t even know what cards in your hand

you claiming the streets what you breathe, but you takin the stand against yo mans

oh man. (you took the stand?)

n*gga musta went and done em all in
(you did what?)

and the police took the plug and brodie

homie to the pen
(you said what?)

hoe done did a n*gga in and so a soldier ain’t here. (ay)

my homie held a n*gga down so when he out we bout to turn up. (shwooo)

bring the bud up to the boulevard, we coolin’ at the court. (court)

brought the bud up to the court and n*ggas smokin’ on the plastic. (ay)

plastic, you n*ggas plastered

you get the blaster!

“ayo, c*ck if faster, we bout to pullup!”
(pullup)
(pullup)

flip switch on the brain, turn it on and let this sh*t sink

imma turn up like a turnip that just got pulled pulled the dirt!

i’ll fortify the f*ckin’ team

anything i gotta do, you best believe

imma pullup, with that god d*mn thing

get it from overseas

get it shipped straight to me

(intro)

i’m rockin’ that ironed polo tee, lookin clean

ain’t got no time for t**ter to waste no time anymore, ay

- wits lyrics

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