Just Do It lyrics

[Chorus]
Fire up the wood (Ayy), now I'm feeling good (Ayy)
Engine in the trunk, trunk in the hood (Ayy)
I'ma run them racks up like a n*gga should
I'ma pull up in some sick sh*t, they see it, they like "Ooh" (Ayy)
They like how the hell you stuff 3 5 in a wood?
They like how the hell your raps so good? How they do it?
I got hundreds real old, they got mold, just like sewage
I've been runnin' up that sack all day, I need fluids

[Verse 1]
Young n*gga got a blue print, like I drew it
[?] went to Saks Fifth and I blew it
Gettin' money, stack that sh*t up, don't be stupid
When I pulled up, yeah, the top is was off, now it's roofless
I rock Louie, I rock Raf, when I drеss it's like a fashion show
You could put me in the darkеst room and I still would glow
Walk up in the this, heads turn, I'm the centerfold
b*tch, I need that bread, like a motherf*ckin' dinner roll
Please run me that check before I exit
I don't wanna talk 'less it's 'bout guap, get the message
If it's real important you would call, you was textin'
Pulled up in some sh*t that's futuristic, like The Jetsons (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Fire up the wood (Ayy), now I'm feeling good (Ayy)
Engine in the trunk, trunk in the hood (Ayy)
I'ma run them racks up like a n*gga should
I'ma pull up in some sick sh*t, they see it, they like "Ooh" (Ayy)
They like how the hell you stuff 3 5 in a wood?
They like how the hell your raps so good? How they do it?
I got hundreds real old, they got mold, just like sewage
I've been runnin' up that sack all day, I need fluids
[Verse 2]
I need somethin' to drink (Ayy), and I need the lean
Dirty money, f*ck around and put it in the sink
Don't record with my chains on 'cause them b*tches clink
When you come in, put your mask on 'cause this gas, it stink
b*tch, I'm fully focused, in the mode, don't need [?]
I can see my body, my sh*t covered up in ink
Hella goofy, this sh*t vanished, you can't find it, it's extinct
Put up in some fly sh*t, it look like I hit a brink
b*tch, I'm tryna get it, I'm not tired
Hop up in the booth and it's like someone light a fire
[?] call Wopster "Michael Myers"
Walked in Saks Fifth and I walked out that b*tch flyer (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Fire up the wood (Ayy), now I'm feeling good (Ayy)
Engine in the trunk, trunk in the hood (Ayy)
I'ma run them racks up like a n*gga should
I'ma pull up in some sick sh*t, they see it, they like "Ooh" (Ayy)
They like how the hell you stuff 3 5 in a wood?
They like how the hell your raps so good? How they do it?
I got hundreds real old, they got mold, just like sewage
I've been runnin' up that sack all day, I need fluids