I Got sh*t to Do lyrics
by Sy Ari da Kid
[Intro: Bodega Teezy]
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
[?]
[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
Jumped off the porch, no [?]
Mitchmatched socks, big Glock [?]
Mama need her hair done, brother need the new shades
I got sh*t to do, b*tch, get out my face
[?]
Kill 'em, no simpothy
f*cking with the wrong one, I’m your worst enomy
Nightmare Brick Squad, n*ggas gon remember me
Slim still Dunkin, n*gga, I'm who you pretend to be
[Chorus: Bodega Teezy]
All black everything, you know ow we rock
Yeah I used to hollar, now them b*tches jock
[?] cost [?], better call the doc
Run [?], but I ain't worried bout [?]
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
Heard about your crew, but who the hell are you?
[Verse 2: Bodega Teezy]
Sean Teezy!
Northside woo, oh let’s do it
Boy gon head, with all that bullsh*t
What my name b*tch? Ask your main b*tch
Yeah we swap it out, call that a [?]
[?] shawty, don't get me started
Ain't never lie, OG [?] we shut down your party
Word round town, we here now
[?] ho, touchdown
[Verse 3: Buddie]
[?] Buddie got some sh*t to do
[?] for a week, Buddie got some sh*t to prove
[?], tell pimpin fall back
Tizzle man hold on, [?] the gat
I got some sh*t to do, [?] play later
Money is the major issue, agrevate the haters
A favor for a favor, paper for your taters
[?] got the kid living greater
[Chorus: Bodega Teezy]
All black everything, you know ow we rock
Yeah I used to hollar, now them b*tches jock
[?] cost [?], better call the doc
Run [?], but I ain't worried bout [?]
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
Heard about your crew, but who the hell are you?
[Verse 4: Sy Ari da Kid]
I'm like, I don't know you
I know cash
I'm all the way turnt up, Roscoe Dash
I done seen enough, thug slash homo
I'm on my high horse, and I don’t rock polo
You know, he know
Slim know, T know
Tell your main b*tch, she can be my hero
Big ass ego, she gotta swallo
We got the dollars, now free Waka Flocka
[Chorus: Bodega Teezy]
All black everything, you know ow we rock
Yeah I used to hollar, now them b*tches jock
[?] cost [?], better call the doc
Run [?], but I ain’t worried bout [?]
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
I got sh*t to do, I got sh*t to do
Heard about your crew, but who the hell are you?