Do It To Em lyrics

[Intro]
Phew, damn
Phew, Straight drunk
Nick on the track

[Chorus]
Shoot his ass, no gun sounds
You b*tch making c*m sounds
Four percs, I'm coming down
b*tch, you know you can't come around
I'm in Beverly Hills with a pack of woods
Finessed his ass, I did him cruel
Six pints, I damn near drooled
Seven shots gon do it to 'em

[Verse]
240 milliliters
I don't really trust these people
Goldmember, Dr. Evil
I was pourin' drank, looking at my teacher
Now I got my own class
School of rappers be the task
Rob his ass with no mask
Poured a four it's not my last
I ain't got no boss, n*gga
You laughing now, you dying with him
I done had too much patience
Thick b*tch, she Jamaican
Pistols full of bombaclaat
n*ggas really talk a lot
[?]
Shout out 15 with thirty mods
Man these n*ggas really odd
Really tryna steal my cadence
n*gga really could've made it
He not living, and his life basic
Wrapping pounds in the basement
Rap City call me Tigger
I be trying to ignore these n*ggas
I could never be bitter
I got twenty five lighters
You got twenty three swishers
Ridin' with the gang, that's the [?] with 23 members
He ran up at the wrong time, he got dismembered
Shot his ass, like a LA Clipper
Tried to run up in the mansion, got tired like a hog
Thick light-skin b*tch, she bald
These ain't no f*cking AMBUSH rose, gold, diamonds, flawless
He gon' switch up for this rap sh*t, I called it
Showing out, just like Maury
In the house, I feel like Cory
Three b*tches on each story
Please don't post me on your story
n*ggas is not taking nada
Yes I am my own shotta
You don't want the smoke papa
You b*tch built like a chupacabra
Smoking on that [?]
Lil Moe, where'd you get this fam?
I keep a dragon ball like Pan
Petting zoo, I'm in two Lambs'
I don't really give a damn
Guess that's what my problem is
I'll bring pistols where your toddlers is
[?] plan with my hands
[Chorus]
Shoot his ass, no gun sounds
You b*tch making c*m sounds
Four percs, I'm coming down
b*tch, you know you can't come around
I'm in Beverly Hills with a pack of woods
Finessed his ass, I did him cruel
Six pints, I damn near drooled
Seven shots gon do it to 'em