I Do This

[Intro: Gucci Mane]

1017

(Ayy, yo, BandPlay)

PRE

[Chorus: Key Glock]

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout

I've been gettin' my cake and runnin' wild since a lil' child

Yeah, gettin' it every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down

Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how

I do this shit

[Verse 1: Key Glock]

Bitch, I'm not new to this, I'm true to this, you grew to this

I got that thirty on me, that ruler clip, I'll do you in

Shoot you and all your friends, yeah, I'm goin' ten for ten

Yeah, these niggas hoes, they ain't gon' touch a hair on my chinny-chin

Yeah, big PRE championship ring 'cause all I do is win

Yeah, big old Glock, riding down the street up in a big old Benz

Huh, hop out designer with J's again? Yeah, I set that trend

Uh, I used to drip, now I drench

Huh, yeah, bitch, I drench

Uh, yeah, I've been buyin' so much shit, it don't make no sense

Yeah, all my exes throwin' fits, they missed out on the kid

Yeah, no matter how much money I get, I'll never pay a bitch

Or never pay attention, nigga

Uh, yeah, I'm paralyzed, I got no feelings

Yeah, I got no feelings for these lil' scandalous-ass bitches

Yeah, when it come to gettin' money, bitch, I'm so persistent

Yeah, bitch, I'm so precise

Uh, you know I got stripes, ayy

[Chorus: Key Glock]

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout

I've been gettin' my cake and runnin' wild since a lil' child

Yeah, gettin' it every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down

Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how (How)

I do this shit

[Post-Chorus: Key Glock & Gucci Mane]

I do it, I do it, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit)

Yeah, I do it, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit Huh?)

Yeah, I do it, yeah, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit, Wop)

Yeah, I do it, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit, nigga)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

Stop the track, Glock, R.I.P. to George Floyd (Stop)

I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, my watch cost way more than Floyd's (Well, damn)

These niggas broke as hell and it's obvious to see (I see)

Gucci-ology, these niggas be studying me (Wow)

Get up off my dick like a bitch, like a bitch (Bitch)

Fuck a gang, I don't need a clique, I'm the shit (Pfft)

Glock young and rich, he got whips, matching fits (Glizock)

I ain't try to sign in Paper Route, ain't signin' shit (No)

Glock be 'bout his G's, he a G just like me (It's Gucci)

How you just got signed but you broke? That's not we (Well, damn)

1017, South Memphis, East Atlanta in the East (EA)

I'm the one that shot 'em, got you screamin', "R.I.P." (Grah, grah)

[Chorus: Key Glock]

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout

I've been gettin' my cake and runnin' wild since a lil' child

Yeah, gettin' it every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down

Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how (How)

I do this shit

[Post-Chorus: Key Glock]

I do it, I do it, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit)

Yeah, I do it, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit)

Yeah, I do it, yeah, I do it, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit)

Yeah, I do it, I do it, yeah, I do this shit (I do this shit, I do this shit, nigga)