Let’s Do It

作词 : Clif Shayne/Dominique Jones/Jordan Terrell Carter/Kazarion Fowler/Corey Moon/Kenneth Pannu/Rashad Battle/Kentavious Burney/Kaelub Denson/Charles Styles

作曲 : Clif Shayne/Dominique Jones/Jordan Terrell Carter/Kazarion Fowler/Corey Moon/Kenneth Pannu/Rashad Battle/Kentavious Burney/Kaelub Denson/Charles Styles

—Up? (What? What?)

Oh, what's up? (What? What?)

Oh, what's up? (Uh, Rich Kidz)

Oh, what's up? (And SkoolBoi)

Oh, what's up? (What? What?)

Oh, what's up? (What? What?)

Oh, what's up? (Uh, Rich Kidz)

Oh, what's up? (And SkoolBoi)

Yeah, spend that shit on a Brabus, look at my ho, she the baddest, uh (Pop out)

Yeah, spend that shit on a Brabus, look at my ho, she the baddest (Woah)

Yeah, black boy, white boy swag, but I'm tatted like I'm Spanish

We go SVJ, it's a pool party, text me when you landin'

Uh, pop out just like the Rich Kidz

Play with them numbers like Latto

Sittin' in the Corvette with two vibes, Molly on the ho

Uh, uh, uh, I put some Molly on 'em hoes

I put some swagger on that ho

Juelz Santana on my phone

Red bandana, I'm old

Old-ass hundreds, copped more

Maison Margiela my redbone

SRT for the young boys

Spend a whole mill' in the borough

Put it in the pot for tomorrow

Yeah, we goin' shoppin' tomorrow

I'm puttin' my bitch in Armani

Pop it off, shake up the lobby (Ah)

Everything we do is atomic (Say twin)

Pink Polo, color salmon (Woah)

Swag deadly, I'm so ironic

Rock it out, Tame Impala

Hundred M's, **** goin' to college

South Atlanta, came with my posse

G6, it's not no Roxy

Big bitch, I built the body, geeked up, they talk about me

Spin through a lil' Molly

Stolen car with no mileage

Omertà Gang, they don't know about it

Geeked up like a co-pilot

I ain't gotta say nothin', baby

Money gon' talk for me, I can stay quiet

Yeah, spend that shit on a Brabus, look at my ho, she the baddest

Yeah, spend that shit on a Brabus, look at my ho, she the baddest

Yeah, black boy, white boy swag, but I'm tatted like I'm Spanish

We go SVJ, it's a pool party, text me when you landin'

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (Pop out just like the Rich Kidz)

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (No, seriously)

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (Let's do it)

Name banging, gang banging

Gun slinging, chain takers (Ayy)

Dope boy lifestyle (Ayy), Chrome Heart with no label (Ayy)

Mama couldn't afford cable

Now the big house with no neighbors (Ah)

Real P, I had to put it down

I'm your bitch favorite now (Ayy)

Bitches like I'm Flavor Flav, takin' this shit day by day (Ayy)

Geek like Fabo, sellin' bricks like J-Bo now (Ayy)

Youngin got rich off of hits

Real Atlanta '90s baby shit

I ain't go to high school, I was in the school high (Ayy)

I been on some young turnt shit, way before Skooly drop this

House party, we was throwin' dubs

Stolen cars to the teen clubs (Ayy)

I don't got to lift a finger up

Brodie 'nem get shit done

We was all night on them corners

Black Nike boots, white ones

Put the Patek on the Vacheron

Mob business, living like a Don

Bro got knocked, I'm takin' care of his son

Send another hundred to my mom (Ayy)

Go and take a trip, have fun

Metro Bloomin' in the blunt

Ain't knock his hustle in for nothin'

Tryna leave a billi' to my sons

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (Pop out just like the Rich Kidz; let's do it)

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (No, seriously; yeah, yeah)

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (CBFW on these mother****ers)

Pop out just like the Rich Kidz, hold up, let's do it (Let's do it)

Yeah, spend that shit on a Brabus, look at my ho, she the baddest

Yeah, spend that shit on a Brabus, look at my ho, she the baddest

Yeah, black boy, white boy swag, but I'm tatted like I'm Spanish

We go SVJ, it's a pool party, text me when you landin'