Clutch1700 - Do This lyrics

[Verse 1: Clucth1700] b**h it's mula gang Catch a n***a doing his thang Bet I act a fool in thang Losing my brain n***as finna blow just wait Now a n***a feel like Hussein Sipping lean Po' a whole pool of this thang I be super slayed Off this super flame While a n***a perusing his dream On the block where thumbs hang A n***a don't f** with them But say wa**up to them Never let a n***a touch me Bet a n***a take a loss before I let a n***a f** with me Catch me sipping on a cup of lean Man I swear this sh** got me feel lovely Po' mud in the bubbly Downer boyz get slumped Man I can't get enough of these I just want the full courses And some more sh** A b**h that look like Jennifer Lawrence With endorsements k**ing sh** like abortions b**h i torched it Shout out to my n***as on Florence Smoking a forest Came in on some cool sh** Man this n***as better move b**h I go ludicrous Never met a n***a cool as this A n***a got a cold Cause you know a n***a too sick n***as need to hear my new sh** Spit xan got them snoozin' They on some bullsh** But n***a spit a full clip k**ing all beats so u know a n***a do this [Verse 2: D.Brvss] Yeah you know a n***a do this Loud Pack got me too Lit I don't give a damn who you with Them xans got you stupid 30 n***as hoppin' out the hoopty Stay on yo cue Or get whacked with a pool stick My life a motion picture Play yo part in my movie Let's make it x rated cause I see you got booty Wear scuba dive gear just to f** with these groupies I need to get blue cheese For the main course no sides I don't get tired I used to have to hoop dream Till I started ballin' I'm retired But I won't expire Getting better by the mileage Keep it Rollin' I got bullet proof tires Check my frequent flyer miles I be gettin' high I'm in the sky I'm in your way I bet you pay attention now Calm that sh** down She hit me when it's going up Cause she know a n***a shut it down Step up to the mound My kids ain't safe in 3rd base so I'm bustin' in her mouth Then I'm throwin' in the towel Nocturnal like a owl Stayed up Late nights Just to be the man of the hour If the head right I might move the b**h in the house Like I'm playin MayNards 1st I'm sweet then I'm sour Gone