letra de what i do - summer alone
[intro]
that’s like 2 ounces, i’m selling it for $1200
what the f-ck? i thought you were supposed to be the plug?
b-tch you know why! because i’m selling it to you, f-ck n-gga!
i have a friend who sits at the corner lot
selling pills to the girls when they cross the block
i said “you should quit that, sketchy scene”
he said “nothing compares to the fever dream”
it’s what i-, nothing compares to the fever dream
it’s what i-, nothing compares to the fever dream
it’s what i-, nothing compares to the fever dream
it’s what i do
[verse]
spent a couple bands on new raf simmons, cause i have these chucks
back in the states, spend time with my blood n-ggas screaming out “blood!”
spend some time back in nyc like the new york mets
spend some time in the passenger seat f-cked up off tec’
smoking on blunts in h town, screaming “r.i.p tec”
riding round with [?]
spend some racks on a goth b-tch, she ready to give up neck
smoking on nothing but loud till a young n-gga end up deaf
missing my drugs [?] but i don’t really need no death
pk5 with the bullets, young n-gga feel like nest
exotic weed, that’s pineapple express like rogen seth
f-ck n-gga’s tweaking, i’m convinced they smoking meth
posted with my vatos when i’m in the west
it’s rhinestones on my belt, there’s rhinestones on my chest
goth b-tch got “succubus” tatted on her chest
i’m aiming at medulla’s, f-ck your bp vest
i’m aiming at your temple, f-ck your bp vest
posted with my dog like i’m johnny test
working the stu’ 24/7, i don’t even need no rest
ain’t dreamt in like 2 months, think i need to start smoking less
spent a couple bands on new raf simmons, cause i have these chucks
back in the states, spend time with my blood n-ggas screaming out “blood!”
spend some time back in nyc like the new york mets
spend some time in the passenger seat f-cked up off tec’
smoking on blunts in h town, screaming “r.i.p tec”
riding round with [?]
spend some racks on a goth b-tch, she ready to give up neck
smoking on nothing but loud till a young n-gga end up deaf
[outro]
it’s what i do
it’s what i do
it’s what i do
do, do
it’s what i do
it’s what i do
it’s what i do
it’s what i do
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