"Mr. Did It By Hisself" lyrics
(Flawless)
I'm Mr. Did It By Hisself
I'm Mr. Did It By Hisself
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Bitch, what happened, to all that shit you said? You lied didn't it
That nice nigga, you knew at first, you noticed when he died didn't it
I know you not sorry, you just sorry, if I find out 'bout you
These Glocks in the party, might get snaked, and chase it down with wacky
But I really feel like I'm dead, when I see red, I got murder and munyun on my head so I can't reset
Pass out on the block, them drugs gon' be the reason of my death
I gave you all my fuckin' time, I couldn't even focus on myself
But with all ya metol problems, I still love ya ass to death
To the streets, like I'm the ref, stand up preaching, bout myself
Might pull a scam, 'fore he hit the air
You might see FattMack at the wells
And I got strips like I'm the ref
I'm Mr. Did It By Hisself (Uh)
I can't talk right now, bae, I'm on tour
Probably with a thousand bitches, hope you know, I'm truly yours
I was downbad, now I'm royale
Snipe shit down, like we the talent band
Might take a nigga arm
I done really ran through plenty bands, and made it through the storm
Cut his hand off if he steal, cause you could've came, and ask for anything I keep it real
How you wanna be the gang?, get under pressure, then you tell
Pussy niggas, always gonna have hella guns up on the gram, every picture
You done let my brother fuck, I done hit let every sister, that she had
I go flex up, with my money on my Insta, now she sad
Pull up fuck my old hoe, so she remembered what she had
Every bitch, ever cuffed ain't have no daddy, guess I got a type
Just poured up, on bro, poured a Duce up in this Exotic spirit
I can't be with this bitch, every day, but it's her time tonight
Any time you ride with me, my love, we could die tonight
Pop out with, Li' Marc ain't gotta ask 'em if he down to ride
Li' Tali always down to slide
I be popping perks, I put in work, cause I'm down to die
Anytime bro spinned a nigga block, it was a homicide
Nigga, it was a homicide
I'm Mr. Did It By Hisself
I'm Mr. Did It By Hisself
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Bitch, what happened, to all that shit you said? You lied didn't it
That nice nigga, you knew at first, you noticed when he died didn't it
I know you not sorry, you just sorry, if I find out 'bout you
These Glocks in the party, might get snaked, and chase it down with wacky
But I really feel like I'm dead, when I see red, I got murder and munyun on my head so I can't reset
Pass out on the block, them drugs gon' be the reason of my death
I gave you all my fuckin' time, I couldn't even focus on myself
But with all ya metol problems, I still love ya ass to death
To the streets, like I'm the ref, stand up preaching, bout myself
Might pull a scam, 'fore he hit the air
You might see FattMack at the wells
And I got strips like I'm the ref
I'm Mr. Did It By Hisself (Uh)
I can't talk right now, bae, I'm on tour
Probably with a thousand bitches, hope you know, I'm truly yours
I was downbad, now I'm royale
Snipe shit down, like we the talent band
Might take a nigga arm
I done really ran through plenty bands, and made it through the storm
Cut his hand off if he steal, cause you could've came, and ask for anything I keep it real
How you wanna be the gang?, get under pressure, then you tell
Pussy niggas, always gonna have hella guns up on the gram, every picture
You done let my brother fuck, I done hit let every sister, that she had
I go flex up, with my money on my Insta, now she sad
Pull up fuck my old hoe, so she remembered what she had
Every bitch, ever cuffed ain't have no daddy, guess I got a type
Just poured up, on bro, poured a Duce up in this Exotic spirit
I can't be with this bitch, every day, but it's her time tonight
Any time you ride with me, my love, we could die tonight
Pop out with, Li' Marc ain't gotta ask 'em if he down to ride
Li' Tali always down to slide
I be popping perks, I put in work, cause I'm down to die
Anytime bro spinned a nigga block, it was a homicide
Nigga, it was a homicide
