Boy Bowser, Yung Babygirl - Won't Do

Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma smoke and chill in the back of my coupe
If you talking slick boy, you know I'm boutta shoot
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma smoke and chill in the back of my coupe
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma choke yo ass until yo fucking face turn blue
Yeah, my flow's so sick might fuck around and go and catch the flu
Taking shots at yo body, silent like a 22, ah!
I got hella guap, I'm making money smoking vegetables
Grabbin' all this ass, I'm catching honeys like collectibles
Legend in the making, yeah my records are sensational
Grinding everyday to get the paper I'm insatiable
Gotta lot a bands up in my wallet, wallet
See that Gucci belt I'm tryna cop it, cop it
Diamonds on my neck look like a faucet, faucet
Shooting to the top just like a rocket, rocket
I don't give a fuck if you don't like me, I stay cool
Neck so heavy it look like I just came out the pool
Educated, genius since I went to grade school
Haters acting friendly, bitches acting brand new
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma smoke and chill in the back of my coupe
If you talking slick boy, you know I'm boutta shoot
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma smoke and chill in the back of my coupe
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Bitches all on my dick cause they know its lit when I'm on scene
Diamonds all on my chain, on top of the game I'm lookin so clean
Buying Prada, I got the guala, my mug be lookin so mean
Racing fast, hundred on the dash, try to catch up with my speed
Everybody know I got a flow so cold
Got superman breath, minty fresh mentos
Roll up in a Ghost, bitch you know I got the most
Big bank, big house, big car, big boasts
Woo!
Look at my neck it's so clean
Homies is loyal, shoutout to my team
Smoke marijuana, roll up the OG
I make the dough, I'm a money machine
Give a fuck bout a bitch is something I won't do
Homie yeah he said it, but it's me for round two
Bad ass bitches is somethin' I'm into
Catch yo girl in my bed, she rockin' like bamboo
Ass fat, you know I'm a snack
Kitty got claws, I'm boutta attack
I'm gettin' the bag, it's Louis Vuitton
I got the brains, I got the brawn
I keep it real, you bitches is frauds
Love me the money, I got Parmesan
Out in the club, with all of my squad
I'm fuckin' yo girl, she swearin' to god
Bitch!
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma smoke and chill in the back of my coupe
If you talking slick boy, you know I'm boutta shoot
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do
Imma smoke and chill in the back of my coupe
Worry bout a bitch is something I won't do

Written by:
Sherman Regalado, Stevie DeBerry

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