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I'm doin' me 

And you should do you 

Why you worried 'bout me 

You need to worry 'bout you 

I'm-I'm doin' me 

And you should do you 

Why you worried 'bout me 

You need to worry 'bout you 

Yeah boy I do 

And you should do you 

Yeah boy I do 

And you should do you 

Yeah-yeah boy I do 

And you should do you 

Why-you-why-you worried 'bout me 

You need to worry 'bout you 

Yeah boy I do 



[Verse 1] 

Act-act-act-act a damn fool 

Ball and I talk shit on every cut I do 

(Yeah boy I do) 

Dr-dress like it's my duty 

The stitchin' in the pants 

Match the brown in my Gucci 

(Ya-ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do) 

Blow-blow-blow one before court 

Then pull up on your block in the new four door Porsche 

(Yeah-yeah boy I do) 

Talk-talk business on my cellular 

Smoke a lot of weed 

And make money on the regular 

(Yeah boy I do) 

Be-be-be-be about mine 

Take my cars to the club in a single file line 

(Yeah boy I do) 

Windy City campaign 

Fuck the orange juice 

I mix the 'Tron with the champagne 

(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do) 

A hundred thousand for the watch 

A hundred thousand for the car 

A couple thousand for the Glocks 

(Yeah boy I do) 

Get-get nice I do 

See the way the outfit match up with ice I do 



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[Verse 2] 

St-st-stay fuckin' with the crooks 

Peel the backwood 

And mix the sour diesel with the kush 

(Yeah boy I do) 

Smoke-smoke out my perimeter 

This Benz is so-so sick 

That they gonna have to take my temperature 

(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do) 

Stay flooded like a star 

Make the color of the diamonds 

Match the color of the car 

(Yeah-yeah boy I do) 

Play-play a G-shock 

If I'm in the club 

I got on the AP watch 

(Yeah boy I do) 

Stay-stay sippin' on the Goose 

Then throw twenties 

At the thickest one in here that's gettin' loose 

(Yeah boy I do) 

The da-the damn thing soon 

As I get up in the motherfuckin' champagne room 

(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do) 

Range Rover white body 

White 24 Vellano's 

While you sittin' on Asanti 

(Yeah boy I do) 

The tr-truck candy blue 

Suede interior 

Killin' 'em with the strut I do cuz 



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[Verse 3] 

No-nothin' less than stackin' dollars 

And I stay lookin' fresh 

In nothin' less than Parish and Prada 

(Yeah boy I do) 

I'm only fuckin' with ya boss 

I ain't gotta break it down 

I just get it all off 

(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do) 

Ma-ma-move-move with alarm 

I'm not a shark in the water 

I'm a school of piranha 

(Yeah boy I do) 

In the Maybach on my iPad 

Shut the curtain on the haters 

Whenever I ride past 



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