"Dont Do It" lyrics

"Dont Do It"

(Vine on the beat)
I hear a lil' voice in the back of my head like-
Like, "Baby, don't do it"
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Ayy (She be like, "Baby, don't do it")

My mama had told me don't do it, I put it on pause, I ended up broke (Yeah)
I put the bricks in the back of the Buick, I run from the laws, hit it to the floor (Yeah)
I put my hustle in front of my bitch and it's startin' to fall, I'm losin' my ho (I'm losin' my ho)
I put the phone on speaker like, "Damn, I put in my all, I'm losin' my hope" (Baby, don't do it)
Uh, baby, don't do it
I go to the hood, get this paper, run through it
I scam in the bank with a fake and withdrew it
I caught me a case and I can't go to Truist (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I caught me a lick and I put on my hood and I robbed me a nigga
I got on my bully
Count up this paper, I got addicted to takin', man, I tried to stop it, I couldn't

Huh, yeah, I got a addicted to drugs, I wasn't takin' them
I got a addicted to talkin' to plugs
I like a bitch who a good girl, addicted to talkin' to thugs
I like a lawyer who come in the courtroom, he ready to argue he got on a mug
I was on twenty-three hour lock down (Doo-doo-doo), I got addicted to talkin' to bugs
They was my friends
I swear to God, if I beat this lil' case, I'ma stop it, I'm never gon pop it again
I'ma put down all the scales and the drugs, I swear that I'm never gon' shop it again
I'ma put down all the bales and the plugs, nigga, I swear to God, I put that on my kids
Yeah, ayy

My mama had told me don't do it, I put it on pause, I ended up broke
I put the bricks in the back of the Buick, I run from the laws, hit it to the floor (Hit it)
I put my hustle in front of my bitch and it's startin' to fall, I'm losin' my ho (I'm losin' my ho)
I put the phone on speaker like, "Damn, I put in my all, I'm losin' my hope" (I'm losin' my hope)
Uh, baby, don't do it
I go to the hood, get this paper, run through it
I scam in the bank with a fake and withdrew it
I caught me a case and I can't go to Truist (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I caught me a lick and I put on my hood and I robbed me a nigga
I got on my bully
Count up this paper, I got addicted to takin', man, I tried to stop it, I couldn't (Like, "Baby, don't do it")

I tried to stop it, I couldn't, uh
Ayy, baby, don't do it
Uh, uh, uh, uh


Writer(s): Divine Abram, Darius Holmes, Victor Thomas
album: "THE STREETS IS YOURS" (2025)
Belly Gang Kushington - THE STREETS IS YOURS album cover
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Wafi
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Birds Like Popeyes
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Break Up Interlude
(THE RE-UP Edition Bonus Track)
Friend Do Remix
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