R.I.P Joeshmo - Do What I Say

Let's go (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
I got a bitch from the Bay (Ayy)
I got a bitch from the A (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy) (Yeah)
I make them do what I say (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy, yeah, let's go)
I swear I'm from Outer space (Yeah, outer space, yeah)
Diamonds in my Rollie face (Face, rollie face, yeah)
So I'm sorry if I'm running late (Ayy, sorry, yeah)
But I'm not sorry if I'm getting cake (Yeah)
I make it rain on that bitch and make her shake that ass (Bitch) (Yeah)
I feel like the hulk when I'm with her cuz I know ima smash (Yeah)
I'm all about my cash play with it your ass is grass (Bitch) (Yeah)
Put you in a blunt then you gonna turn to ash (Yeah)
Then I fuck your baby mama make your son just call me dad (Woah) (Yeah)
But ima leave them in the past and they gon be very sad (Yeah)
Got a choppa on my lap and it got the nana round (Brr)
Creep up at your spot, you gon hear the rounds go down (Yeah) (Ayy)
I got that Monclizzy on and it's hot outside (Ayy)
Got a girl with short hair, look like Coraline (Yeah)
I get higher than a bitch, watch the stars align (Align) (Yeah)
My diamonds sharp up in this bitch, like a Porcupine (Phew) (Yeah)
Yes I'm all about my grind (My grind) (Yeah)
Please don't waste my time (My time) (Ayy)
I'm gon fuck your thot (Your thot) (Yeah)
But she can't be mine (Ayy) (Woah)
Cuz she not a dime (Yeah)
That girl like a nine (A nine)
But I swear it's fine cuz I'll just hit her from behind (Behind) (Yeah)
After I just fuck that bitch I'll pass her to my slime (My slime) (Yeah)
Pass her to my slat (Slat) (Yeah)
Diamonds blue and black (Black)
I be smoking gas (Huh?)
Yeah I got the pack (Pack)
I be spending racks (Racks)
But I make it back
Let's go (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
I got a bitch from the Bay (Ayy)
I got a bitch from the A (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy) (Yeah)
I make them do what I say (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy)
I make them do what I say (Ayy, yeah, let's go)
I swear I'm from Outer space (Yeah, outer space, yeah)
Diamonds in my Rollie face (Face, rollie face, yeah)
So I'm sorry if I'm running late (Ayy, sorry, yeah)
But I'm not sorry if I'm getting cake (Yeah) (Ayy)

Written by:
Joseph Lovrich

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