Do That - Jay Anthony, Iamsu!

Still mobbin' with the click, yeah

Keep talking that shit, yeah

And niggas know what it is

Slid through the strip

Had to get this bitch lit, yeah

Hey, you already know how I do it

Young nigga I do that, yeah

Hey, you already know how I do it

Young nigga I do that, yeah

Now I max like the theater

If you can snatch it from me

You can be with her, huh

Like fuck the dumb shit

California player, from the Himalayans

Balling cunger cross the block of prayer

Nigga fuck you haters, I be feeling…

I be feeling high enough to fly

Like if I stop smoking, I would fall about the sky, ah

These bitches don’t know about me

I told her learn the alphabet, because she don’t know about a G, ah

I don’t know nothing if it ain’t my business

I ain’t even see it, if I was a witness,(laugh)

Hate me now or hate me later

You can say whatever either way you still a hater, ah

I don’t give a fuck about a lot of thangs

I just want the money, you can keep the fame

Yeah

Young Bayllian, dig me no Paleon-tologist

Go reefer, no tolerance

Go out and get work and pass out in it

Young Dominic, catch up, no condiment

From the Bay where I be going dumb and ghost riding whips

If it ain’t about money, we ain’t co-signing it

Don’t spit, I be rhymer than nigga idda went

Like around the whole world, homie, 7 continents

Swagged out every day, Imma start modellin'

Got the juice like Pac, tell 'em come bottle it

We could tell the fake fans, homie when you spotting it

Got the shit tied up, homie I be knottin' it

Work around like nodelist

I be balling honey, I deserve a bobble head, uh

In the game like a controller

Tell her drop it to the floor for a young soldier, ah