Do What I Want - WARHOL.SS, HoodRich Pablo Juan

No, we not going out sad

These niggas broke and fucked up, why they mad?

(That why they mad)

Playing the games, you get smashed

We leave a nigga’s lil' toe with a tag

I paid the dealer with cash

Pulled out the light and I didn’t have a tag (Skrrt)

Oh, that’s your ho?

Well, I smashed

Fucked in the studio, gave her a rash (Gave her a rash)

Walk in the mall with them racks

And we not checking no tags (Checking no tags)

Diamonds on me and they dancin'

They takin' pictures, I don’t need a flash

Walk in that bitch like a popstar

Strum the guitar like a rockstar

Smoking OG like a Rasta

Poppin' some .30, my pistol

These niggas pussy, no, they ain’t official (They ain’t official)

Rollie wrist sittin' on AP

Gang wanna side, leave a nigga like eight feet (Nigga like eight feet)

Riding, sipping on

Smoking OG, boy, I’m high as a pilot

I cannot move 'less I get a deposit

Sliding Ducati, told lil' ho «Just ride it»

Where that nigga?

They can’t find me

Ride Maybach, four Suburbans behind me

Chop up the brick, feel like residue soft

Whipping the hard, to coke or the chalk

Boys gon' do what they can (Lil' nigga)

Real niggas do what they wanna do (Real)

I’ma keep chasing that bag (Bag)

Pour that shit up, roll a blunt or two (Gas)

No, we not going out sad

These niggas broke and fucked up, why they mad?

(That why they mad)

Playing the games, you get smashed

We leave a nigga’s lil' toe with a tag

I paid the dealer with cash

Pulled out the light and I didn’t have a tag (Skrrt)

Oh, that’s your ho?

Well, I smashed

Fucked in the studio, gave her a rash (Gave her a rash)

Walk in the mall with them racks

And we not checking no tags (Checking no tags)

Diamonds on me and they dancin'

They takin' pictures, I don’t need a flash

bitch, yeah, yeah

on the plug, in the (Pablo)

Diamond, they hittin' like they box (Damn)

You a copy, you be lyin' (You a copy)

So much drip, gotta mop it (Drip, drip)

I’m rockin' Gucci, I don’t wear Armani (I'm in the Gucci)

I hit that pussy, it smell like Dasani

AP, that’s that perfect timing (AP bust down)

All I really want is money (I want the money)

Still servin' on a Sunday (Still servin' on a Sunday)

Rockin' Off-White, I don’t wear Tommy (Off-White)

Shittin' on niggas like I fucked up my stomach (I fucked up my stomach)

I got a bitch named London from London (London)

Lil' nigga, I make somethin' out of nothing (Lil' nigga)

I’m on that chase for that paper, I’m running (Gimme that)

These niggas some clowns, they really be funny (Haha)

Boys gon' do what they can (Lil' nigga)

Real niggas do what they wanna do (Real)

I’ma keep chasing that bag (Bag)

Pour that shit up, roll a blunt or two (Gas)

No, we not going out sad

These niggas broke and fucked up, why they mad?

(That why they mad)

Playing the games, you get smashed

We leave a nigga’s lil' toe with a tag

I paid the dealer with cash

Pulled out the light and I didn’t have a tag (Skrrt)

Oh, that’s your ho?

Well, I smashed

Fucked in the studio, gave her a rash (Gave her a rash)

Walk in the mall with them racks

And we not checking no tags (Checking no tags)

Diamonds on me and they dancin'

They takin' pictures, I don’t need a flash