GIMME DAT lyrics

[Intro]
Ay Brandon man, why you do that?
Why you do that? My n*gga why you do that?
I'm working on dying
Lil shorty why you do that? Why you do that?
I’ma take my sh*t back, n*gga why you do that?
Shorty why you do that (Why you do that?)
I'ma take my sh*t back

[Chorus: Marcy Mane]
Ayy, gimme dat, gimme dat
I'ma take that sh*t, back, Marcy chop and screw that
n*gga got on lil hat, I’ma slap that sh*t off
n*gga walked up in the party and a n*gga so bossed
So smooth like a, ayy, n*gga with that O smelling good
Roll ups on a dirty backwood, I'ma roll a roach up
Snap a f*cking roach hoe, down to the ground
I ain't talking 'bout no girls I'm talking 'bout you n*ggas
n*ggas keep on flexing, copy everything and you ain't make nothing
n*ggas flex weapons in videos ain't shooting sh*t
n*ggas flex hoes in their video ain’t got a b*tch
n*ggas flex drugs and these n*ggas ain’t got no lean
n*ggas try to flex everything ain't got sh*t (Ain’t got sh*t)
Ayy, gimme dat, gimme dat
I'ma take that sh*t back, I'ma take that sh*t back
I'ma take that sh*t, back, shorty gimme dat
I’ma take that sh*t, back, I gave you diamonds, I gave you pearls
Gucci chips, b*tch I gave you the world (Gave you the world)
Gimme dat, gimme dat, I'ma take my sh*t back
Gimme dat, gimme dat, I'ma take my sh*t back
Hoe I gave you flowers, b*tch I gave you shoes
Marcy Mane winning, all you b*tches gonn' lose
Gimme dat, gimme dat gimme dat, I'ma take my sh*t back
I'ma take my sh*t back, gimme dat
I'm rarring, I'm mad motherf*cker (Mad f*cking petty)
Gimme dat sh*t, b*tch I got all this fetti
Fetty Wop, in the drop top, warning opps
[?] one opp, on the round I'm going 'bout hundred o
Flexing on everything, I ain't putting that sh*t
On the f*cking internet
Gimme dat, gimme dat, I'ma take that sh*t back, I'ma take my sh*t back, b*tch
Ayy, I'ma take my sh*t back, I'ma take my sh*t back, I'ma take my sh*t back
Hoe I got reciepts (I got reciepts)
I'ma take my sh*t back, debit card I'm flexing all of that
I'ma take my sh*t back, I'ma take my sh*t back
[Bridge: Luckaleannn]
Take that b*tch back, skuu
Ay Brandon man, why you do that?
Skuu, skuu gimme dat
I'm working on dying
Gimme dat, yuh, gimme dat, yuh
GImme dat yuh
[?]
Serving kush packs, yuh, still serving
Damn the world [?]
Damn a girl lil [?]

[Verse 2: Luckaleannn]
She threw that ass, throw it back, yuh
I keep on swearing, she throw it back, yuh
That pus*y, looking fat, yuh (I need it, I need it)
I keep on smoking woods bae what's your name?
I don't even wanna know it
I been thugging 30 since, f*ck, in the morning
I been waking up, hmph, I been snoring
I been throwing up, spff, early in the morning
Xanny bar shorty she be throwing up (Throwing up)
Icy cold gang sh*t cold as f*ck (Cold as f*ck)
Whatchu gonn' do when we running up (Whatchu gonn' do)
Whatchu gonn' do when our guns up (Duuu, duuu)
Whatchu gonn' do when we shooting up (Graa, graaa)
S God goons still shooting up (Raa, raa, raa)
Goth Money goons still shooting up (Shooting up)
Cocaina b*tch whipping still shooting up (Shooting up)
Gimme dat