Did It! lyrics

[Intro]
Glm-glm-glm
Yeah
(I love DJ Grenade)

[Chorus]
I got racks i did it
N-number (n)ine its fitted
b*tch i feel like twin cause i’m on that Colgate mission
Send shots, i'm not missing
B-b-b*tch i’m money fishing
Shooter on my left hand yessir Osama fishing
I-i love bad ass b*tches but they always in my bid'ness
I just hit a play, yes racks touch down i’m like “get lit”
Fell in love with chicken, .40 Glock and smith'n

[Verse]
I-i-i got switch up on that b*tch, b-boy i’m not missing
G-geeked up in that kitchen, whipping sh*t like “what’s that smell?”
Me and my n*ggas might go to hell
C-catch a case i got that bail, p-p.o said I’m going to jail
H-how you get this stuff, boy i can’t tell
O-o-off three pints, wish me well
T-this sh*t will not end well
You a hoe, epic fail
N-n-n-n*ggas be cap, epic talе
Hoe you cannot stay in here, g-gеt the f*ck b*tch i don’t care
(Get the f*ck)
[Chorus]
Yeah
(Ayo, DJ Grenade did this shi—)
I got racks i did it
N-number (n)ine its fitted
b*tch i feel like twin cause i’m on that Colgate mission
Send shots, i'm not missing
B-b-b*tch i’m money fishing
Shooter on my left hand yessir Osama fishing
I-i love bad ass b*tches but they always in my bid'ness
I just hit a play, yes racks touch down i’m like “get lit”
Fell in love with chicken, .40 Glock and smith'n