SportVVS - Do What I Can lyrics
[SportVVS - Do What I Can lyrics]
Let the MAC blow all these demons inside
I just took another drug and then
It put me in a trance
You was down bad on your
Luck and he ain't help
That ain't your man
Brodie say he need some help yeah
He addicted to them Xans
I can't promise to the world but
Promise I do what I can
Had a problem, needed money
Now I'm tryna get a feel like Roddy
Up the stick and then I put it in the box
Hit the pussy out the park like
I play for the Red Sox
Know a Haitian that'll pop you
He just cut his dreadlocks
I don't got no time for stopping
I don't got no time for hold-ups
Bro just copped the brand new Charger
Park it like he doing donuts
If he see us in the city
Now they actin' like they know us
Bitches steady used to choosing now they
Claim they wanna blow us
I been out here catching plays
I'm feeling like Julio Jones
If it ain't about the
Money, hold the digit's, Leave me 'lone
And I'm sticking with my brothers
Don't care if they right or wrong
Smoking gas look like some guns
I'm looking like I'm Al Capone
We let the MAC blow
We gon' put the choppa to his face
I cut off that hoe
She just couldn't stay up in her place
Promise that you will not win the race
No I can't lack though
Gotta keep my shooter just in case
I just took another drug and then
It put me in a trance
You was down bad on your
Luck and he ain't help
That ain't your man
Brodie say he need some help yeah
He addicted to them Xans
I can't promise to the world but
Promise I do what I can
Had a problem, needed money
Now I'm tryna get a feel like Roddy
Up the stick and then I put it in the box
Hit the pussy out the park like
I play for the Red Sox
Know a Haitian that'll pop you
He just cut his dreadlocks (Oh no)
Oh my god
I just took another drug and then
It put me in a trance
You was down bad on your
Luck and he ain't help
That ain't your man
Brodie say he need some help yeah
He addicted to them Xans
I can't promise to the world but
Promise I do what I can
Had a problem, needed money
Now I'm tryna get a feel like Roddy
Up the stick and then I put it in the box
Hit the pussy out the park like
I play for the Red Sox
Know a Haitian that'll pop you
He just cut his dreadlocks
I don't got no time for stopping
I don't got no time for hold-ups
Bro just copped the brand new Charger
Park it like he doing donuts
If he see us in the city
Now they actin' like they know us
Bitches steady used to choosing now they
Claim they wanna blow us
I been out here catching plays
I'm feeling like Julio Jones
If it ain't about the
Money, hold the digit's, Leave me 'lone
And I'm sticking with my brothers
Don't care if they right or wrong
Smoking gas look like some guns
I'm looking like I'm Al Capone
We let the MAC blow
We gon' put the choppa to his face
I cut off that hoe
She just couldn't stay up in her place
Promise that you will not win the race
No I can't lack though
Gotta keep my shooter just in case
I just took another drug and then
It put me in a trance
You was down bad on your
Luck and he ain't help
That ain't your man
Brodie say he need some help yeah
He addicted to them Xans
I can't promise to the world but
Promise I do what I can
Had a problem, needed money
Now I'm tryna get a feel like Roddy
Up the stick and then I put it in the box
Hit the pussy out the park like
I play for the Red Sox
Know a Haitian that'll pop you
He just cut his dreadlocks (Oh no)
Oh my god