Do Yo Shit

So when you see me pull up, jump out
Act a ass, you better do yo shit
I got some bitches that's with it, so do yo shit
I got some bitches that's with it, so do yo shit
You better run up, you better run up
I got some bitches that's with it so do yo shit
I got some bitches that's with it, so do yo shit

Bitch, I'm already stuck in my ways
Hardheaded popping off and I'm taking all fades
Trippin' off alize, man yall must be drinking
Run up on my clique, what the fuck was you thinkin'?
Yellow tape, lights flashing as we leave the scene
Consequences of a bitch tryna run up on me
So you can pull up
And you can hop out
But I'm not a hair puller, don't get knocked out

Don't try to cop out, don't try to plead
You can call me ms.clippers
Cuz I'm fading like bleach
Step up to the plate, I'm taking everybody shit
All gas, no breaks
I ain't stopping, I don't quit
Runnin' yo mouth ah get cho' lip split
I'ma active lady, I don't take no shit
Full fleshed, turnt up, yeah we all in yo mix
Haha do yo shit bitch

K-ducey don't fuck with you funny bitches
Keep talkin' shit, I'll have yo ass missin'
Fuck around with us, we'll leave you in a ditch bitch
You know I like to squab, really wit' da bidniss'
On like ah light switch
Drinkin' like yo last bitch
Stay turnt up, give a fuck about the next bitch
Ridin' on my fly shit, knowing I'm a bad bitch

Out here getting it, never on no sucka shit
If you need a fade
You better know I'm coming bitch
All the way turnt, never on no bullshit
Catch me in traffic
Lemme see how are you gone do this
Burner on my lap, catch a bitch losing
Don't be foolish, I don't just talk shit
I'm really with bullshit, so just stop it
Money in pocket, my squad ain't stoppin'
Stay turnt up, let's get this shit poppin'

5 Cars deep when we pull up
P-t-a-f need to squabble, so what's up?
Her momma talkin' shit
I clapped that bitch, told her "shut up"
Other bitches in the house, callin back up
I told her I'mma act up
You bitches like featherweight
Dropped the bitch instantly and didn't even hesitate

Taking bitches out
Like we back on unlimited, I pacquiao'd the shit
Have you all up against the gate
Run up bitch
Watch me while I do my shit
And my clique, is really with the bullshit
Not one bitch, can stop on my beef shit

And I'm taking all them hits
It's nothing cuz I'm eating it
I'mma get off no doubt
Squabble up since you wanna go and run ya mouth
I pulled up, come out
I'm in front of ya house
You betta do ya shit when we all hop out