What Am I To Do

(albüm: Surf Trap - 2018)

(Whoo, whoo)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I could feel bad check
I could feel

What am I to do?
With 30 bad bitches and we got 4 rooms
I don't trust them and I don't trust the news
Y'all got me confused (Yeah)
I hop in that traffic I head to your room
I'm sick of talking about ya other dude
It's something like movies 'cause I'm coming soon
You know what to do

Yeah, if you want war I could give it
If you want more I could get it up
Back as sophomores in your Civic
Now all these tours got me slipping up
I don't want more of these bitches
I done found one who gon' listen up (Ooh, ohh)
These days I'm tired of thinking my body
So tired of drinking, I'm prolly
On the verge of breaking ohh
And these lames wanna test me and I'll prolly
Catch bodies, yo problems, don't sweat me no
Go and pass it up
You know that bitch down and turnt as fuck
And I got you right down to show me love
So show me love

Yeah
What am I to do?
When I'm out of Cali she don't have a clue
But I can't feel bad no it's just what I do (Yeah)
I say what am I to do?
When I need the balance I get in the mood
I can't feel bad no it's just what I do (Ooh)