I got strawberry letter, 27
I got gold bananas
Engraved with my grandmother's
Title signature what you got?

I got me a bunch of haters
Got me a bunch of faders, be like "Sayonara
See ya later!" jordans on with the 808 drum
And you bitches can’t get none
I’m just so done
Don’t say shit though, say you know?
No one know you, I’m in
Your city like a mayor, ho
I lead by example
Your whole life I dismantle
Don’t tell a soul what we did
Just keep it stable
I’m dope, you’re on dope, get it?
Run and get the phone and
You can’t call for better
I was on the phone tellin’
Bitches that I’m wetter
I killed it once, I killed it twice and, no
I don’t regret it

What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright

Livin' a trip, not really
Just lookin’ for clues i’m so important
That when I buy shoes it's news
Custom Porsches
Might make bitches take off they shoes
How could I not? If I didn’t
Then I wouldn’t be Scott
Broken hearted, it slowly rots
I hope she knows that heartache sucks
I’m goin' back up
Don’t summon me again 'less you're
Ready for the pain
Chip, better slap up, when you
See me in the box, believe it's Balmain
Mags on mags on mags, I
Don’t have to push, motherfucker, who's bad?
I don’t give a fuck about much
I’m cool and calm just like my dad
Niggas wanna live like us
Niggas wanna floss like us
Fuck a bitch good like us
Cool the cartier like us
Cruise all night with me
Niggas really in Paris

What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright

I be on that power, they be on that powder
All these bitches, yeah, they my bastards
They my bastards, they my bastards
Tell Ron Hubbard 50
I'm like "What the fuck?!"
Outside raining kitties
My doctor know what's up
I be groovin’ last dance, I'm the only one
In the sky high shinin’
Beamin' like the fuckin’ sun
Throw my shades on, I'm off on a world tour
Get less but a mind wanna give more
Boom boom for my girls on the dance floor
Pour some for the people, they work hard
Closer than her body
She’s throwin' a big party
She’s inviting Cudi
We beat it ’til it's bloody

What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright
What you doing? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it
Do just what you do, alright Writer/s: JEAN BAPTISTE, JONAS JEBERG, MICHAEL OJIKE MCHENRY, NATASSIA ZOLOT, RYAN BUENDIA, SCOTT MESCUDI
Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CREATE MUSIC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Payday Music Publishing
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