don’t i (feat. Gunna)

Ayy, draped my dog in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon touch a B
Charge four hundred cause the talk aint cheap
I still got lil niggas round that corner
Im still gon be out if I die today
I come through cushion like a tidal wave
I got that shit on lock, dont I?
And I got your ***** on lock, dont I?

I got the **** make a toxic, dont I?
I got the shit make em plat, dont I?
I was in Chi-Town with Ye makin Donda
I got to buy up the block, dont I?
I got a lot of shit to pop, dont I?
And she got that little WAP, dont she?
I know how to hit a spot, dont I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma

At the stove makin Rice-A-Roni
I dont take your advice you can show me
Had to put some privacy trees around the villa cause I know the neighbors too nosey
Turn twеnty-three then I poured up a eight in my soda causе I miss Kobe
Cant depend on you niggas I move like Im Jigga, I get the Bs on my lonely
That internet trash, you a chatty pat
On a golf course, but I aint got no caddy
I like when the head screwed I dont straight
I make sure you gon eat with your own plate
Niggas talkin that tough on the long shot
I told my lil ***** how to take care of a nigga
I like when she text, 'what you on, bae?'
A lot of these niggas talk shit but they aint bout it
I aint Lil Baby but I get four pockets full
Roddy pullin' up in the drop with the Woos
I want my ***** to have money like Oprah
You know she special, Im picky and I chose her
Starter kit came with an outer space rover
She like the trap, goin trap, goin trap
So I flew her out and back to California

Ayy, draped my dog in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon touch a B
Charge four hundred cause the talk aint cheap
I still got lil niggas round that corner
Im still gon be out if I die today
I come through cushion like a tidal wave
I got that shit on lock, dont I?
And I got your ***** on lock, dont I?

I got the **** make a toxic, dont I?
I got the shit make em plat, dont I?
I was in Chi-Town with Ye makin Donda
I got to buy up the block, dont I?
I got a lot of shit to pop , dont I?
And she got that little WAP, dont she?
I know how to hit a spot, dont I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma

Gunna
Real geekll turn your ***** to a stoner
We real Ps, thats why your ***** pulled up on us
Dont fall with circles, we can never condone that
Aint a ho but I came up off a corner
We ride the Rolls truck whenever I wanna
We count the rolls, I got new bigger pointers
[?] pretty toes, welcome to the Young Gunna
** *** hot and wet, she remind me of a sauna
My car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger
Keep ice on my neck and my wrist like its frozen
The doc tryna get the *** **** out my colon
This shit startin to sound like a hit, dont it?
**** all that cap, Gunna dont say some shit that wont, make you go turn up your clique, dont it?
All the time, Im making sense, dont I?
I go buying with a fit, dont I?
I had [?] to this shit, dont I?
Im inspired by the glist of the wrist,
Youd do the same if you rich, dont I?
Sixty K for the bracelet,
Spent over three million with Elliot, no lie
Every state and every city sold out
Pick a target Ima hit it, dont I?
Draped my dog in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon touch a B
Charge four hundred cause the talk aint cheap
I still got lil niggas round that corner
Im still gon be out if I die today
I come through cushion like a tidal wave
I got that shit on lock, dont I?
And I got your ***** on lock, dont I?

I got the **** make a toxic, dont I?
I got the shit make em plat, dont I?
I was in Chi-Town with Ye makin Donda
I got to buy up the block, dont I?
I got a lot of shit to pop, dont I?
And she got that little WAP, dont she?
I know how to hit a spot, dont I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma

This shit startingto sound like a hit, dont it?
Starter kit came with an outer space Rover
Car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger
You know she special, Im picky and I chose her