Hoodrich Pablo Juan - I Do This lyrics

If young metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you

Louis V on, I got on VLONE
I just bought a new chain
That bitch three-tone i'm in Designer
Red bottoms spiked up like pinecones
Spike the pineapple, double cup styrofoam
I got the AP and the
Rollie switching time zones
You could turn off all the lights
I put them diamonds on
We the Big Tymers, nigga, we get our shine on
My trap house like a pop-up, the line long

I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit

Left wrist a Rollie, VS diamonds all white
Putting Hitech in the Fanta
Only mix the Act with Sprite
Kick that bitch up out the spot
If she ain't acting right
Cookie, Percs, and lean, nigga
I'm up there with the satellites
Hood nigga shooting dice, I'm just fucking
That's your wife
I've been turning bitches into dice
Skinny jeans fit me tight smoking cookie
Fucking on a bitch with a pretty pussy
Been the same real one
Nigga, I ain't never, ever been a pussy
I got dope on my Rollie
You would think a nigga was still cooking
Diamonds so wet, damn
I think it got your bitch gushing
Got your bitch looking
Got on red bottoms like I'm a Christian
With them bricks in
I'ma fuck up the kitchen
Put the dick in her and I make her kiss
Put on the AP when I go to Michigan
Rocking the VLONE, long as you can't get it
"How you do three-tone?" Mind your business
Hundred round, hundred niggas pull up with it
'Bout to go put me some tint on the Bentley
Bought Gucci and Prada, or Louis and Fendi
I'm wet like a pool
I'm fresh like some lettuce
Designer head to toe
I just went and spent me a ten at Lenox

I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit i do this shit
I do this shit