Doing My Dance lyrics

[intro]
Ayy

[Chorus: BIG TOPIC]
I ain’t trippin’ on n*ggas I’m doing my dance
I done spinned on her butt, like a muhf*ckin’ fan (skrtt, skrtt)

[Verse 1: BIG TOPIC]
Hit on my jewel, my neck like a cooler
This gas that I smoke in these papers exclusive
Spent racks on my chains and two bands on my hands
I ain’t trippin’ on n*ggas, I’m doing my dance
Before no one knew what, known in the hood
Pull up my bag and I wish a b*tch would
Stepping on sh*t, so they call me a giant
This chopper gon’ sing in this b*tch, Keke Wyatt
These Fado’s too white, I can’t step in the mud
n*ggas on demons, I slide with them sl*ts
Know some things they be on and they kill over drugs
Rahh, rahh
That’s thе sound of the drum
I know you gon’ run, but your ass can’t hide
Switch out my wigs 30 inches of bob
Chеrry bear do my nails, state my sh*t to the guys
Put the best on my losses, I’m beating the odds
[Pre-Chorus: BIG TOPIC]
I ain’t trippin’ on n*ggas I’m doing my dance
I done spinned on her butt, like a muhf*ckin’ fan
Yeah I’m dropping the opps, they gon lay where they stand

[Chorus: BIG TOPIC]
I ain’t one of your kids, go play with your friends, b*tch
I ain’t one of your kids, go play with your friends

[Verse 2: BIG TOPIC]
Gas station T with some sweats and the chain
I’m the hardest rap b*tch, that you know with my name
Not in competition with these b*tches, they lames
Me and sis in a car and we switching through lanes
My little hoe, yeah, he slurp me, he eatin’ the box
Know I’m that b*tch, so just give me the props
b*tches ain’t sh*t they gon’ f*ck on the opps
They calling the cops
And I really be grindin’, my ice really shinin’
Want me to perform then you droppin’ the pilots
These b*tches be bitter, no money, no wallet
We don’t live the same, b*tch I walk in my closet
Daughter father tripping, he causing a problem
He try me again and I might have to off him
Blood never miss sh*t, they the first ones to cross you
Big legs running sh*t in this b*tch like a boss do
[Pre-Chorus: BIG TOPIC]
I ain’t trippin’ on n*ggas I’m doing my dance
I done spinned on her butt, like a muhf*ckin’ fan
Yeah I’m dropping the opps, they gon lay where they stand

[Chorus: BIG TOPIC]
I ain’t one of your kids, go play with your friends, b*tch
I ain’t one of your kids, go play with your friends

[Verse 3: BIG TOPIC]
They say “Lex, where you been at?”
I’ve been stacking this bread up like good tracks
These b*tches below me like four flats
Bring the smoke up to you like a DoorDash
I’m on a mission, I’m grinding, you rappers be pus*y
You workin', touchdown on the bass
Take a trip to the islands, I’m styling
Diamonds be shining, they hitting this b*tch
You done thought we was boxing
Poppin’ my sh*t in this b*tch and you know that I’m geeked than a muhf*cka
Smoking the leaf in my VIP section
These groupies gon’ f*ck, if I tell it to them
I just want the money, these n*ggas be funny
Ain’t cuffing them up, but he toppin’ sumn
I’m pushing his face in my pus*y
He suck from the back, while I’m rolling a wood or sumn
I wish a b*tch would some
Catch me opp, we gon’ fight or I’m shooting sumn
Money long in this b*tch, like a ruler or sumn
Yeah my neck hella drip, like a pool or sumn
Stop gassing these b*tches, that’s tough on the gram
[outro]
I done spinned on her butt, like a muhf*cking fan
She the type that won’t fight, but will fake to her friends
b*tches ain’t sh*t, they gon f*ck on your mans
b*tch