"Do This To You" lyrics

"Do This To You"

Y'all must have thought I was playin'
I promise you this is all part of the plan
You look in my pockets, it's all rubber bands
My fingers keep bleeding from poppin em tags
On a plane with my feet up, I'm shopping in France
I'm way too high up, I am not gunna land
I'm tryna stay positive, watch me expand
Russian roulette, you do not got a chance
Hop off the jet, I don't take off my slippers
Picasso, my pen is just painting a picture
If it's not the dope then this fame shit'll get you
My chain going crazy, it's straight up ridiculous
I told yall, that's the role call
I'm a hundred deep with my road dogs
Like the fire alarm I might go off
And with this music shit, I'm like Mozart
Swear the come up was hell, so shout out my brothers
Who strugglin, hustlin, stuck in a cell
Don't look at me, bruh, I got nothing to tell
I am at one with myself, I don't trust no one else
This is GTA, but in real life
If you don't know what rock bottom really feels like
Then shut this off, it don't feel right
It's been a decade and a half, I'm still nice, it's Big Merk

I promise you should mind your business (business)
What's it going to take for yall to get it (get it)
Please, don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
I promise you should mind your business (business)
What's it going to take for yall to get it (get it)
Please, don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you

Give a fuck about problems, my pockets are deep
If Merks on the verse, that's the mark of the beast
Watch me be the reason my dogs get released
Put the money for bail up they all gettin free(d)
Got to soak up the game so I owe em for that
I don't talk to these dudes I just show up and rap
I don't look at the price so just throw me the tab
I wake up get dressed and I go get a bag
Money all green like peter pan
Just tipped 10k to the pizza man
I carried all the way like I don't need a hand
I booked a private plane just to see the sand
I'm a force to be reckoned with, who gunna stop me
Just give me the belt I ain't doing Karate
I'll make them sweat like they do too much molly
Your movement ain't poppin, my dude you're too sloppy
If you get too cocky, I'm shootin the shotty
You'll start moving your body like doing pilates
Don't look at my belly, we used to be starving
Plus we just went platinum, so who wanna party
I tried to tell em that it's not a game
I seen a lot of shit through these Prada frames
Dropped 200 songs before I bought a chain
And now I'm at the top and I got it made, it's Big Merk

I promise you should mind your business (business)
What's it going to take for yall to get it (get it)
Please don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
I promise you should mind your business (business)
What's it going to take for yall to get it (get it)
Please, don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
I promise you should mind your business (business)
What's it going to take for yall to get it (get it)
Please, don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you
Don't make me do this to you


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