I Do Wat the Fuk I Want lyrics

[Chorus: Lofty305]
I do what the f*ck I want
Charge  it all to a debutante
Girl,  you know what the f*ck you want
So just do what the f*ck you want
I do what the f*ck I want
Charge  it all to a debutante
Girl,  you know what the f*ck you want
So just do what the f*ck you want

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
It's  Astro Slikk, di*kin' down cyber space
Super fresh n*gga, Louis V on my f*ckin' waist
Louis belt cost a half for a cocoa paste
Louis V shades got a n*gga with a poker face
Skeeted  up, Cokey Shorez, Posh Mafia
Blowin' purple kush in the donk duckin' officers
Astro Slikk snatch hoes like a gardener
Licks get hit and them crackers ain't catchin' 'em
Nope, I'm a shadow hand master
Vibin' with your b*tch at the crib gettin' plastered
Cyberpunk player on the rise like NASA
Black ass n*gga who your b*tch runnin' after
Left an imprint on her soul like laughter
Aura so strong, it's a rich ho attracter
Ughh, the n*gga so addictive
Hasheesh pebbles in the joint, gettin' splifted
[Chorus: Lofty305]
I do what the f*ck I want
Charge it all to a debutante
Girl, you know what the f*ck you want
So just do what the f*ck you want
I do what the f*ck I want
Charge it all to a debutante
Girl, you know what the f*ck you want
So just do what the f*ck you want

[Verse 2: Lofty305]
Lofty got beats in his bloodstream
Flow clean like the source of a thug's dream
Implore your sl*t, cop more couture
Broke whores serve shame what they most mean
Mack sh*t all a n*gga really wanna say
Posh Gang hittin' licks, servin' major yay'
Gizmo on the beat, ride this sh*t so sweet
Like a b*tch on my di*k when I'm gettin' laid
Mad hoes tryna suck this di*k
Flippin' cake like f*ckin' Bisquick
In the mix so your b*tch want this
Yeah, let's f*ck, but I won't lick sh*t
pus*y b*tch, I smoke herb, I'll vape
'Til it's brown downtown where I skate
Cyberpunk, Cybertron icon
Do and say what the f*ck I want
[Chorus: Lofty305]
I do what the f*ck I want
Charge it all to a debutante
Girl, you know what the f*ck you want
So just do what the f*ck you want
I do what the f*ck I want
Charge it all to a debutante
Girl, you know what the f*ck you want
So just do what the f*ck you want

[Verse 3: Mr. B]
Chillin' in the cosmos, vibin' with a b*tch
Got champagne pourin' from my goddamn lips
Feelin' just like figure 'cause she bring a n*gga chips
So damn frugal so they don't get sh*t
A n*gga straight starvin', n*gga gotta eat
Money is the main courtside of weed for the tree
Space is the place, no tellin' who I meet
Probably a bad b*tch whose pockets I could leech
Don't blame me, gotta get it how you live
While you n*ggas lowkey eatin' twat at the crib
Sippin' on Barney, baby bop in the blunt
Feelin' like I'ma f*ck 'cause I stay on the hunt
For a b*tch with pockets that jump like a rabbit
Gotta get guap to support my habit
Prada, Louis, Gucci and them iced out karats
Different colored diamonds, lookin' just like a parrot
[Outro: Lofty305]
Chyeah
I do what the f*ck I want