I Did It lyrics

[Intro]
I know these n*gga's don't like me
Buy 'cause my diamonds hit hard as a motherf*cker
Wild, 'cause I hit your b*tch hard

[Chorus]
Huh, Uh (Yeah)
I know these pus*y's don't like me, Deep down inside they just want to be in my position (Position)
Zotrap he always standing on the business (The business)
I don't gotta show my hand, just my pendant (My pendant)
Only time I show my hand is I f*ck around and open-hand one of these lil n*ggas (Overslap)
How you gon keep your boy from the back, when you know damn well I'ma get it? (let's go)

[Verse 1]
Iced out my mouth, yeah I did it, yeah (I did it)
f*cked on a few n*gga's b*tches, of course (Of course)
I got some skeletons in my closet, racks in my pillow, I'm hearing they voice (They voice)
I had to sell rocks on the block and grind for the belt, I ain't had me no choice (No choice)(I didn't)
Pockets on fat when Jay come see me, main reason why I (?) to copping Jordan's (The kicks)

[Chorus]
Huh, Uh
I know these pus*y's don't like me, Deep down inside they just want to be in my position (Position)
Zotrap he always standing on the business (The business)
I don't gotta show my hand, just my pendant (My pendant)
Only time I show my hand is I f*ck around and open-hand one of these lil' n*ggas (let's go)
How you gon keep your boy from the back, when you know damn well I'ma get it? (The door)
[Verse 2]
(huh)
(Uh ,uh, uh uh, uh)
These n*ggas just want to see me fall, but damn well I ain't going for that sh*t (n*gga I ain't going)
I just sit back quite on top, play me and I get to blowing in this b*tch (b*tch I get to blowin')
Took a flute, gave her back on my hussle, you'd think Lauren in this b*tch (London)
n*ggas be my son but I ain't got kids (Huh?)
Gotta make sure the real ones born rich (Yeah)
Yeah she got all the percs to be in bad but I just hate a boring b*tch (Hoe lyin')
I ain't got a hit song on the radio but there ain't a b*tch I ain't hit (On God)
(haha)

[Bridge]
(Uh, uh, uh uh, uh)
n*ggas talk all that gang sh*t on the Net but they ain't even got a gun (How?)
(Uh, uh, uh uh, uh)
I don't give a f*ck how much sex she gon' leave, I bet I make her c*m (Wow)

[Chorus]
Huh, Uh
I know these pus*y's don't like me, Deep down inside they just want to be in my position (Position)
Zotrap he always standing on the business (The business)
I don't gotta show my hand, just my pendant (My pendant)
Only time I show my hand is I f*ck around and open-hand one of these lil' n*ggas (I slap 'em)
How you gon keep your boy from the back, when you know damn well I'ma get it? (Let's go)