Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Wanna Do It , by - Lil Baby. Release date: 23.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Wanna Do It |
| I was on the utter when I slowed down because it’s more to come |
| Nigga was talking down, but calling me now, I can’t pick up the phone |
| Before I leave the house, I don’t wanna do it, but I gotta grab my gun |
| Before I leave the house, I don’t wanna do it, but I gotta grab my gun |
| Fourteen, been traumatized, that’s the year I lost the one |
| Turned into a Fairy OddParent, this blicky be my wand |
| Point at you, you disappear |
| Including my teeth, I got a quarter mill' from ear to ear |
| I’m up in my Wraith, ain’t takin' nothin' less than six figures |
| Cleaning up my circle, think I’m down, I’m down to six niggas |
| She thought it was cooler on the other side, she switched pillows |
| Trappin' out road in the house, I been runnin' with a lil' Phillipe |
| Ain’t nobody caught nobody, but they all killers |
| Help you if you go down, I’ma take the fall with you |
| Spend some of your savings, you can’t take it all with you |
| But you can leave it to your kids, I’ll never do another bih |
| I’m just tryna do it big |
| I’m keeping my composure, ain’t no nigga out here gon' make me run |
| I told you that I was in my bag, I let it be known I’ma shoot my gun |
| Death before dishonor, I’m taking that, yeah, this young nigga goin' |
| The sun slowin' the so I can shine but I went through the storm |
| I got niggas in the hood active, and they gotta think 'bout what they on |
| I’m rappin', people think I’m gone, I’m workin', I barely sleep at home |
| Cartier hittin' on my arm, white and rose, I look two-tone |
| I’m maintainin' my image, so every day I gotta put that drip on |
| Flicking through my closet, my blicky |
| See, in gang you can’t be in the hood and broke, it’ll make you get on |
| If they heard you got them bands, I guarantee they put no sticks on |
| Shit crazy, they ain’t care, the ones you love be the ones that flip on you |
| Somebody told me 'bout my life, so I walk with a extra clip on me |
| They seen the more that I ain’t fucked up, they can’t wait to hear I slipped |
| I’m a hot boy from the block, all I know is bust out and rip |
| I’m tryna motivate niggas out here with my songs, I’m gettin' tipsy |
| I was on the utter when I slowed down because it’s more to come |
| Nigga was talking down, but calling me now, I can’t pick up the phone |
| Before I leave the house, I don’t wanna do it, but I gotta grab my gun |
| Before I leave the house, I don’t wanna do it, but I gotta grab my gun |
| Fourteen, been traumatized, that’s the year I lost the one |
| Turned into a Fairy OddParent, this blicky be my wand |
| Point at you, you disappear |
| Including my teeth, I got a quarter mill' from ear to ear |