I Do This

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Rico Love]

Let's give them something to talk about

This the streets, this Trae Tha Truth

Houston what they do? DJ Khaled

Dade County 305, We The Best Music up in here

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]

Asshole by nature, tell them bitches remember

I'm a hunnid or better, chain cold as december

Bitch I'm packaging weather, talking snow like the winter

If I don't eat I send gorillas and invite you for dinner

My attitude say fuck who ever, these niggas who with me plexin'

Haters get VIP, so the whole clip at your section

Send a fully automatic pis' at your discretion

Bullets needs guns to bitches fly without no direction

Realest nigga in it, want the title? Nigga take your place

Yeah I'm on that shit that have this niggas try'na break your face

They know I'm a problem in the streets, I never play it safe

Chopper and it's 911, have a ticket off the safe

Better than nothing greater, born first never later

Give 'em half a clip, yellin' out ABN renegator

They do what I tell them, I tell them run up inside a hater

In the hood like a mechanic, flush 'em like a radiator

[Chorus: Rico Love]

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on

I do this, come on

I do this for real, I do this for real

I do this for real, I do this for real

I do this for real, I do this for real

I do this for real

[Verse 2: T.I.]

Aye walk in here hundred deep, bought the bar 100 flick

Nigga don't want it with me, try'na say none of that

Got a problem with me? When you see me we can handle that

Find out where the cameras at, then we let that hammer splatt (blatt blattt)

Crack dealers, certified trap niggas

We wreck rap niggas, recon now where you at nigga

It's Hustle Gang known to let that muzzle bang

Make you change your music, move these cocaine and other thangs

I don't play with nothin' but a long cane

Run upon a big nigga, lay him out the long way

Don't play with cyber thugs no matter what my phone say

Well, unless you catch a nigga on the wrong day

Called the bitch, you called the bitch

[?] you talking shit

Run upon you with that AR, oh you say you own shit

All of y'all better get duckin' while I'm bustin' at

Fully automatic-tic-tic-tic-tic, watchu lookin' on

[Chorus: Rico Love]

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on

I do this, come on

I do this for real, I do this for real

I do this for real, I do this for real

I do this for real, I do this for real

I do this for real