CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Did It

Yeah yeah yeah (Everything is colder, b*t*h)
Yeah, I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it
Bring it way, way, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah (Everything, ho)
Coi Leray, you know my name

Yeah, I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it
Bring it way back, I'ma start from the beginning
When I'm finished, smoke her out
And get back to them digits (Digits)
Man, I swear these n***as act like b*t*hes
Yeah, it's so sickening

Someone get these n***as out my mentions, I just diss 'em (Yah)
All these n***as lip-locking, that's why I don't kiss 'em (Nah)
I don't like these rap n***as 'cause they be in they feelings
Yeah, I'ma get this money, stack it up to the ceiling (Yah)
And these b*t*hes wanna try me, I pull up like a villain
Yeah, I came up, why these b*t*hes mad I got my bank up?
My mom made me a star every day, I just thank her
I'm a pretty b*t*h, hell nah, I don't need no makeup

I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it (Did it)
Bring it way back, I'ma start from the beginning (Way back, yeah)
When I'm finished, smoke her out
And get back to them digits (Did it, yeah)
Man, I swear these n***as act like b*t*hes
Yeah, it's so sickening
Yeah, I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it (Did it)
Bring it way back, I'ma start from the beginning
When I'm finished, smoke her out (Yeah)
And get back to them digits (Did it, yeah)
Man, I swear these n***as act like b*t*hes
Yeah, it's so sickening (Yeah)
Yeah, Mike Amiri jeans, b*t*h, don't ash on 'em (No no)
Pull up, get to blast on 'em
All my n***as 40s got a a** on 'em (Yeah)
Pull a Caddy truck, just don't crash on 'em (Nope)
Don't know how to act on 'em (Yeah)
F**k these goofy n***as, turn my back on 'em (Yah)
And if they all chattin', bring the facts up
Yeah, I like to act up
Your b*t*h broke, need to get her racks up (Yeah)
And I could put that b*t*h on a payroll
She do what I say so I don't give a f**k 'bout no lame-o (Nah)

I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it (Did it)
Bring it way back, I'ma start from the beginning (Damn)
When I'm finished, smoke her out
And get back to them digits (I did it, yeah)
Man, I swear these n***as act like b*t*hes (Oh)
Yeah, it's so sickening
Yeah, I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it (Did it)
Bring it way back, I'ma start from the beginning (I'ma tell you how a b*t*h did it)
When I'm finished, smoke her out (Yeah)
And get back to them digits (Did it, yeah)
Man, I swear these n***as act like b*t*hes
Yeah, it's so sickening (Yeah)
Everything is colder, y'all