"What I Do To You" lyrics
(feat. Lakeyah)
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Trippin' on a nigga for what, like what the fuck, man?
Hmm
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
Way too much naggin', way too much fussin'
Somethin' goin' on, this bitch must be fuckin'
Your best friend a ho, that's why I can't trust you
You went and let a lame hit, that's why I can't touch you
Let me get that jewelry, let me get them bags
Baby girl, you played it wrong, I'ma need that back
You say I'm a big cheater, let me see the facts
I want a pretty boss bitch, let me be your match
Why the fuck you always mad all the time?
Why you always put me last all the time? Hmm
Why you talk about your past all the time?
Why you blame it on me being a savage all the time?
In love with your phone, you on Instagram all the time
Half-naked, taking pictures of your ass all the time
I had enough of hoes, I hate these nothing hoes
Hate these thot hoes, burning, better tuck and roll
You got a bitch at home? Still fuck these hoes
Every night, I'm with a bitch, I am not alone
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
Huh, way too much naggin', way too much fussin' (Way too much)
Somethin' goin' on, bitch must be fuckin' (Okay)
Your best friend a ho, that's why I can't trust you (Man, what?)
You went and let a lame hit, that's why I can't touch you (Ayy)
You know what you did (Yeah, you do), don't ask me again (The fuck)
You always poppin' big shit, nigga, run them bands (Send some money)
If you keep fuckin' off, I'm gon' fuck your friend (I just might)
I ain't trippin' on no nigga less we catchin' tans (Fuck you mean?)
Take me out the country (Okay), take me to Chanel (Chanel)
'Cause what I'm asking for in money, you can't send through Zelle (I need a hundred)
I can teach these hoes the game, but it's not for sale (Nah, it's not)
Nigga, you pay for this Birkin, I pay for my nails (Okay)
Ain't met a nigga that I need yet (Yet)
If you a dog, I'm a dog, let's go see a vet
Like every time you try to play me, I'ma pull a tech (Pull a tech)
Like next time you turn your head, I'ma be gettin' head, fuck? (I'm talkin' 'bout nasty)
I told you, huh, I'm back in that mode (In that mode)
You either gon' be my nigga or one of my hoes (Pick one)
You know you fuckin' with a boss, bae, my paper long (A bitch up)
That dick good, but money better, nigga, you can go (You can go)
What I do to you? What I do to you? (Key)
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
Huh, way too much naggin', way too much fussin'
Somethin' goin' on, bitch must be fuckin'
Your best friend a ho, that's why I can't trust you
You went and let a lame hit, that's why I can't touch you
Trippin' on a nigga for what, like what the fuck, man?
Hmm
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
Way too much naggin', way too much fussin'
Somethin' goin' on, this bitch must be fuckin'
Your best friend a ho, that's why I can't trust you
You went and let a lame hit, that's why I can't touch you
Let me get that jewelry, let me get them bags
Baby girl, you played it wrong, I'ma need that back
You say I'm a big cheater, let me see the facts
I want a pretty boss bitch, let me be your match
Why the fuck you always mad all the time?
Why you always put me last all the time? Hmm
Why you talk about your past all the time?
Why you blame it on me being a savage all the time?
In love with your phone, you on Instagram all the time
Half-naked, taking pictures of your ass all the time
I had enough of hoes, I hate these nothing hoes
Hate these thot hoes, burning, better tuck and roll
You got a bitch at home? Still fuck these hoes
Every night, I'm with a bitch, I am not alone
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
Huh, way too much naggin', way too much fussin' (Way too much)
Somethin' goin' on, bitch must be fuckin' (Okay)
Your best friend a ho, that's why I can't trust you (Man, what?)
You went and let a lame hit, that's why I can't touch you (Ayy)
You know what you did (Yeah, you do), don't ask me again (The fuck)
You always poppin' big shit, nigga, run them bands (Send some money)
If you keep fuckin' off, I'm gon' fuck your friend (I just might)
I ain't trippin' on no nigga less we catchin' tans (Fuck you mean?)
Take me out the country (Okay), take me to Chanel (Chanel)
'Cause what I'm asking for in money, you can't send through Zelle (I need a hundred)
I can teach these hoes the game, but it's not for sale (Nah, it's not)
Nigga, you pay for this Birkin, I pay for my nails (Okay)
Ain't met a nigga that I need yet (Yet)
If you a dog, I'm a dog, let's go see a vet
Like every time you try to play me, I'ma pull a tech (Pull a tech)
Like next time you turn your head, I'ma be gettin' head, fuck? (I'm talkin' 'bout nasty)
I told you, huh, I'm back in that mode (In that mode)
You either gon' be my nigga or one of my hoes (Pick one)
You know you fuckin' with a boss, bae, my paper long (A bitch up)
That dick good, but money better, nigga, you can go (You can go)
What I do to you? What I do to you? (Key)
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
What I do to you? What I do to you?
Huh, way too much naggin', way too much fussin'
Somethin' goin' on, bitch must be fuckin'
Your best friend a ho, that's why I can't trust you
You went and let a lame hit, that's why I can't touch you
