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Young Thug

Do It By Myself

 

Do It By Myself


Hey, no

[Young Thug:]
Do it by myself
No, I don't need no help
Whoa, whoa, Balmains with a belt
No, she can't get inside my whip
No, no

Hand me that molly, hand me that molly
I'm sneaking, I'm looking mischievous
These bitches gon' show me they bodies
And they not strippers, they asses so real, Tempurpedic
Pop one, pop two, then I go trident
Then I'ma fuck that lil' bitch, it sound like someone knocking
I'm covered in green like a goblin
And I fly 'round this lil' bitch like I know they can't stop me
Pass me the deuce
I'ma hit 'em in the club with the deuce
Index finger making love with the deuce
Smoking when I show the show how to do
Mink for everybody come in the crew
Not a single nigga dub in the crew
Slimy snakes, now she loving the zoo
Fuck with TIP so I bought me some AKOO
Treat her nice and now she love it
Ass so big I wanna hug it
Her mouth gon' open like a buggy
No pistol I got that ho busting
Got these niggas going out and cussing
Five to four, tres is two one
I promise I ain't cuffing that bitch, ain't in custody
I'm not pillow talking 'bout nothing

Do it by myself
No, I don't need no help
Whoa, whoa, Balmains with a belt
No, she can't get inside my whip
No, no

Twenty seven hundred for Balmain
I put them little bitches right on, and go fuck with the line
Bitches can't step on my garment
They do just what I say, and you know I'm leading them on
Braid my hair back, call it crochet
I'm gangster like cliché, and you know I'm bringing it on
Yeah, I'm bringing it on, toast and a cheer 'cause I'm bringing it on
Packer, yeah, Packer, yeah, cheese on ya head like a motherfucking Packer, yeah
Pour up a four, man, we need us some ice and we need us some Styrofoams, yeah
Suck on that dick 'til you make that motherfucker stand like a tower, yeah
Fuck that lil' nigga, don't get mad he broke, that's why he acting sour, yeah
Nigga need to go and get them some money
Nigga, nigga thought the words from my bunny
I took Molly, now I'm holding my tummy
Foreign bitch got me speaking ebonics
Pull up boy, you know all my cars are running
Buffalo car, my sofa like Jumanji
Bring that shit to me, fuck the price it's nothing
And I don't need help I can

[Young Thug & Rula Da Messiah:]
Do it by myself
No, I don't need no help
Whoa, whoa, Balmains with a belt
No, she can't get inside my whip
No
Do it by myself
No, I don't need no help ('Bout to turn up, slime)
Whoa, whoa (Let's get it), Balmains with a belt (808 the mob)
No, she can't get inside my whip (Yeah)
No (Messiah, 'siah, 'siah, 'siah)

[Rula Da Messiah:]
No Rula don't need no help (Nah)
'Cause I'd rather do it myself (Let's get it)
Chiraq the top, really rare (I'm on)
Pockets on blue 'cause lil' Rula got whip (Hundreds)
Beat up the pussy like I had a belt (Whack, whack)
Smoke the best weed that you ever done smelt
Join the game like Da Rula a rep
Killing this shit like a reaper, I bet (Let's get it)
Rula Messiah and Young Thug we the best (Take off)
Taking straight foreigns, my niggas a mess (Whew)
Ain't no damn bitch that Da Rula can't get
Time to time, no we don't need no damn rest (Nah)
YSL wild, yeah, bitch, that's the set (Let's get it)
Heard from Young Thugga we got us a check (Checks)
Told y'all haters to get the fuck off my dick (Psh)
Pussy ass nigga, we don't fuck with that shit (Nah)
I was standing right with the bloods and the crips (Let's get it)
Moonrock weed got us taking Cali trips (Take off)
Pull up, foreign cars and we hit the damn strip (Skrrt)
Government jewels and they causing eclipse (Shinin')
Nigga like to swear like they wanna damn tip (Get it)
But only thing we be loading is a clip (Load)
Ain't never lacking 'cause Quad ain't gon' slip (Fah, fah)
Made for this life, every well equipped (Gone)

[Young Thug:]
Do it by myself
No, I don't need no help
Whoa, whoa, Balmains with a belt
No, she can't get inside my whip
No
Do it by myself
No, I don't need no help
Whoa, whoa, Balmains with a belt
No, she can't get inside my whip
No

done

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