What Would You Do lyrics

[Chorus: Drego]
Walked into a blunt, b*tch say I'm blunt
I don't give a f*ck, let me hit it in the truck
What would you do for a million bucks?
Would you mask up? Would you load up?
b*tch seen the bands, told her, "Look, don't touch"
Yeah, I'm with my n*ggas, b*tch, and they don't give a f*ck
I'm with the top shotta, he'll take you up top
Don't lose your life over reppin' that block

[Verse 1: Drego]
All my n*ggas had dreams of stretchin' opps
I ain't at the crib, b*tch, I'm on the block
We don't know that n*gga, man, we get beans from his pops
I got n*ggas in Ohio like Tristan Thomp'
Nah, we ain't over there, we in a different spot
She ain't give me head, bae, that was a different thot
You talkin' to the red and blue, you a Piston, huh?
Thirty-two out this 9, we gon' rip you, huh? (Yeah)

[Chorus: Drego & Damedot]
Walked into a blunt, b*tch say I'm blunt
I don't give a f*ck, let me hit it in the truck
What would you do for a million bucks?
Would you mask up? Would you load up?
b*tch seen the bands, told her, "Look, don't touch"
Yeah, I'm with my n*ggas, b*tch, and they don't give a f*ck
I'm with the top shotta, he'll take you up top
Don't lose your life over reppin' that block (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Damedot]
Twelve on this chain, I don't want a watch
Hundred in this Draco, I don't want a chop
How you know that lil' freak? She put beans in her twat
I got bad rap b*tches like Miracle Watts
I got n*ggas in the Bay, n*gga, Klay Thomp'
If sh*t get carried away, you get carried out
'Bout to take this lil' freak to get a carry-out
She play a role, I'ma pull over and let her out
Walked in, white buffs, b*tch say I'm blunt
I don't give a f*ck, bend it over, let me f*ck
What would you do for a night with me?
b*tch, I ain't tryna spend my life with you

[Chorus: Drego]
Walked into a blunt, b*tch say I'm blunt
I don't give a f*ck, let me hit it in the truck
What would you do for a million bucks?
Would you mask up? Would you load up?
b*tch seen the bands, told her, "Look, don't touch"
Yeah, I'm with my n*ggas, b*tch, and they don't give a f*ck
I'm with the top shotta, he'll take you up top
Don't lose your life over reppin' that block

[Verse 3: East Warren Buck]
This ain't the same Rollie, this another watch
Had to bust the Cuban down, I ain't wanna stop
How you know that freak b*tch? I sell grams to her aunt
Hundred round Draco, we don't aim at opps
I got shooters out the D like Bell and Dot
Disrespect me if you want, they gon' air you out
Got a call from the plug, say he mailed a mop
Walked in on tip, pocket full of slips
Yeah, I'd tip, but tonight, I wanna trick
So what would you do for the night with me?
Two hundred fifties, hundred hundreds, that's a light twenty
We can f*ck, but I can't spend the night with you
[Chorus: Drego]
Walked into a blunt, b*tch say I'm blunt
I don't give a f*ck, let me hit it in the truck
What would you do for a million bucks?
Would you mask up? Would you load up?
b*tch seen the bands, told her, "Look, don't touch"
Yeah, I'm with my n*ggas, b*tch, and they don't give a f*ck
I'm with the top shotta, he'll take you up top
Don't lose your life over reppin' that block