don't i (feat. Gunna) (Explicit)

don't i (feat. Gunna) (Explicit) - Roddy Ricch/Gunna

Ayy draped my dog in that Jesus piece

Pray to God he gon' touch a B

Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap

I still got lil' n***as 'round that corner

I'm still gon' be up if I die today

I came through crashing like a tidal wave

I got this s**t on lock don't I

And I got your b***h on lock don't I

I got the d**k make her toxic don't I

I got the s**t make 'em plot don't I

I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda

I gotta buy up the block don't I

I got a lot of s**t to pop don't I

And she got that lil' WAP don't she

I know how to hit a spot don't I

She addicted to my expensive aroma

At the stove makin' Rice-A-Roni

I don't take your advice you can show me

Had to put some privacy trees around the villa 'cause I know the neighbors too nosey

Turned twenty-three then I poured up an eight in my soda 'cause I miss Kobe

Can't depend on you n***as I move like I'm Jigga I get the B's on my lonely

That internet chat you a chatty Patty

On a golf course but I ain't got no caddy

I like when her head screwed on straight

I make sure you gon' eat with your own plate

N***as talkin' that tough on the long shot

I told my lil' b***h how to take care of a n***a

I like when she text What you on bae

A lot of these n***as talk s**t but they ain't 'bout it

I ain't Lil Baby but I get four pockets full

Roddy pulling up in the drop with the wolves

I want my b***h to have money like Oprah

You know she special I'm picky and I chose her

Starter kit came with an outer space rover

She like to travel and travel and travel 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 ain't cheap

I still got lil' n***as 'round that corner

I'm still gon' be up if I die today

I came through crashing like a tidal wave

I got this s**t on lock don't I

And I got your b***h on lock don't I

I got the d**k make her toxic don't I

I got the s**t make 'em plot don't I

I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda

I gotta buy up the block don't I

I got a lot of s**t to pop don't I

And she got that lil' WAP don't she

I know how to hit a spot don't I

She addicted to my expensive aroma

Gunna

Real geeker turn your b***h to a stoner

We real P's that's why your b***h pulled up on us

Don't f**k with suckers we can never condone 'em

Ain't 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

White pretty toes walking to the young Gunna

My b***h hot and wet she remind me of a sauna

My car Neighborhood blue the same color Kroger

Keep icing my neck and my wrist like it's swollen

The doc' tryna get the codeine out my colon

This s**t starting to sound like a hit don't it

F**k all that cap Gunna gon' say some s**t that will make you go turn up your clique don't it

All the time I'm making sense don't I

I go viral with a fit don't I

I add bile to this s**t don't I

I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist you'd do the same if you rich don't lie

Sixty K for the bracelet spent over three million with Elliot no lie

Every state and every city sold out

Pick a target I'ma hit it don't I

Draped my dog in that Jesus piece

Pray to God he gon' touch a B

Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap

I still got lil' n***as 'round that corner

I'm still gon' be up if I die today

I came through crashing like a tidal wave

I got this s**t on lock don't I

And I got your b***h on lock don't I

I got the d**k make her toxic don't I

I got the s**t make 'em plot don't I

I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda

I gotta buy up the block don't I

I got a lot of s**t to pop don't I

And she got that lil' WAP don't she

I know how to hit a spot don't I

She addicted to my expensive aroma

This s**t starting to sound like a hit don't it

Starter kit came with an outer space Rover

Car Neighborhood blue the same color Kroger

You know she special I'm picky and I chose her