Single / Track

Dont Do It

Belly Gang Kushington•Official Audio (YouTube API)

Lyrics

Vine on the beat

I hear a lil' voice in the back of my head, like

Like, baby, don't do it

Nah, nah, nah, nah

Ayy

(She be like, baby, don't)

My mama had told me don't do it

I put it on pause, I ended up broke

I put the bricks in the back of the Buick

I run from the laws, hit it to the floor

I put my hustle in front of my bitch

And it's starting to fall, I'm losing my ho

I put the phone on speaker

Like damn, I put in my all, I'm losing my hope

(Baby, don't do it)

Uh, baby, don't it

I go to the hood, get this paper, run through it

I scam in the bank with a fake and withdrew it

I caught me a case and I can't go to truest

I caught me a lick and I put on my hood

And I robbed me a nigga, I got on my bully

Count up this paper

I got addicted to taking, man

I tried to stop it, I couldn't, huh

Yeah, I got a addicted to drugs

I wasn't taking them

I got a addicted to talking to plugs

I like a bitch who a good girl, addicted to talking to thugs

I like a lawyer who come in the courtroom

He ready to argue, he got on a mug

I was on twenty-three hour lock down

I got addicted to talking to bugs

They was my friends

I swear to God if I beat this lil' case I'ma stop it

I'm never gon' pop it again

I'ma put down all the scales and the drugs

I swear that I'm never gon' shop it again

I'ma put down all the bales and the plugs

Nigga, I swear to God, I put that on my kids

Yeah, ayy