Autumn! - Do Yo Homework! lyrics

Niggas still talkin' that shit
Show off my watch, Mama
Like, this shit not even felon mode, like, pshh
This shit too easy, I swear to God, ha
Oh man, this shit crazy
Like, all my niggas is really rich, I ain't even really rich, but all my niggas really rich
Bitch, if you know you know if he go hungry

They like, "How the fuck you just went Patek? You ain't even that popping!" (Whoa)
Bitch, do yo' homework, it hit different while we're window-shopping (Whoa)
I told 'em, "No, we're like two tickers, me and him got our dollars in" (Whoa)
Bitch, I'm tryna bring in, like, ten million before next August (Whoa, whoa)

I feel like I've been here before like I done lived multiple lives (Whoa)
I like my circle small, just me and a handful of guys (Whoa, whoa)
My money tall, it look like it scraping the sky (Oh-whoa, yeah)
My niggas ball like they getting close to demise (Whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We never fall, we conquer and never divide (We never divide, oh-whoa)
We've been through it all, that's how you know it's real on this side (It's real on this side, oh-whoa)
Just me and this Glock, yeah, we like Bonnie and Clyde (Like Bonnie and Clyde, oh-whoa)
Touched my second M but I'm just not satisfied (I'm not satisfied)
When I lost Dre (When I lost Dre)
Boy, I just sat there and cried (Just sat there and cried)
I still had them days (I still had them days)
Where I just sit and think why (Just sit and think why, whoa)
But fuck it, had to let you know, can't let you go, you always on my mind
We'd go up out to Washington, what's happenin', bro? I wish you could see it one time
The way I stack the decimals impeccable, but sometimes I wanna die (Whoa)
These pockets full of Washingtons, original, you cannot compete with the guy (Whoa)
I was just finna fly out another bad ho, but there's way too much on my mind (Whoa)
The voice in the back of my head telling me, "Don't be wasting my time" (Whoa)

I done copped every whip I ever wanted (Whoa)
I done fucked every bitch I ever wanted (Whoa)
She told me it's mine and I can have it whenever I want it (Whoa)
But if he can't have it, I don't want it (Whoa)

They like, "How the fuck you just went Patek? You ain't even that popping!" (Whoa)
Bitch, do yo' homework, it hit different while we're window-shopping (Whoa)
I told 'em, "No, we're like two tickers, me and him got our dollars in" (Whoa)
Bitch, I'm tryna bring in, like, ten million before next August (Whoa, whoa)

We gotta X him out if he squealin', we don't need the problems (Whoa)
I'm ridin' around my city with killers, convicts, and goblins (Whoa)
I'm rich, you broke, nigga, that's the difference, why these hoes flockin'? (Whoa, whoa)

Bitch, do yo' homework, it hit different while we're window-shopping
This shit hit different, this shit hit different
This shit hit different, yeah, this shit hit different