Song Lyrics

F*ck that, in his face, dawg
Fuque, hit the weed
You got all that shit? Yeah

Uh, uh, I got Young Money up
And now I got my feet up
Tune in this bitch
Tell my niggas throw them B's up
Doing what the f*ck I want
Hate me all the f*ck you want
Real niggas f*ck with me and I don't give a f*ck who don't
Lock the CEO up, and I'm the CEO, f*ck
Prison in February and I ain't in no rush
Drink 'til I throw up
Nigga, roll more blunts
Ball so hard, man I gotta go pro once
Hit 'em with the shotgun
Call that shit the stop button
Call me Doctor Carter
AKA Young Wild Nigga
AKA No Trial Nigga
AK click-clack, pow, nigga
Fuckin' with the kid and you'll be missin' like Bilal, nigga
Yeah, swagger stupid
Pack a Uzi
Hunnid clips nigga, that's a movie
Aim at your toupee
You sweet as Kool-Aid
Creme brulee
I'm sharp as Blu-ray
I f*ck her today
Then she gotta skate, young Lupe
I hit the beat hard, Bobby Boucher
I keep the tools on me, get the screwface
Flowers for the dead, here's a bouquet
LV's, nigga, on every suitcase
YM, nigga, it's a new day
We the champions, nigga hoo-ray, yeah
Hammer in the Loui'd duff'
Take a nigga bitch, she gave me brains until I knew enough
Bullet come too fast to adjust
I don't give a f*ck about my roof that much
So I put it in the trunk and the coupe sped up
Take the choppa out the trunk and just shoot that up
I'm Weezy F. and the f is for flame
Eat these rappers, chef up the game
Shit on the track, shit on the train
Murder the beat, the beat was slain
Rest in peace, that's a shame
He kill anybody's song
Versatile as f*ck, I switch it up like Dennis Rodman's dome
No homo, you rockin' wrong, rest in peace my Styrofoam
Now they won't know what I be on
Get the f*ck off my dick, my cock, my bone
Big money, my pockets long
New Orleans, I got my home
And they got my back, pause
No homo, no maricon
Smokin' on that private grown
It put me where I belong
All about my cheese, cheddar, mozzarella, provolone
F*ck her for an hour long
Let her take a shower, gone
Sorry, baby, but I'm in my "I don't wanna be bothered zone"
Yeah, you're a groupie
Get on your duty
Two women give me head, call that two faced
Bitch, I'm too great
Take your food tray
I was born on doomsday
Uh, ain't no nigga like me
Wassup to my gang
Big B's like a Breitling
Take a nigga bitch, she ride dick like she's cycling
Then she can't walk, run, or jump, like white men
Uh, f*ck you niggas wan' do?
No ceilings, let the bullets rain on you
Weezy F. the f is for f*ck what you're going through
Make your people mourn you
Haha, okay let's do it

Juaquin Malphurs, Donovan Winters, Travis Scott

The duration of Oh Lets Do It is 3:46 minutes and seconds.