DJ Mustard - Do This All Day lyrics

[Verse 1] Smoking on American, eyes looking Chinese Flow so sick I just stuck it with an IV So far in the sky little rappers can't find me Everyvtime I swim in the p**y girl I dive deep I be, chilling smoking on that diesel I don't really give a f** about your people Only one Stoney, there could never be a sequel Never be a equal, motherf**ers need to get that Adidas everything and never do I miss match 1st place at everything, never do I get last Never do I smoke blunts, only roll them Zig-Zags p**y a** b**hes whining for they b**h back That's a lost cause Gave her dick longer than the amount that your pot cost Spend time on spending money Lately life is getting a lil' funny Everybody hate but never say to the front of me Probably cause they know I run this sh** like a 100 feet And I'm gonna be everything that I wanna be She lick my lollipop but I'm s**er free Oh yeah and that's Mustard on the beat Mayonnaise on her lips, broccoli in the zips Salsa on the chips and my dick in yo b**h I don't really give a f** and I never said otherwise All these rappers are my children and father never listen to his son advice And I do advise [Verse 2] You to shut the f** up and listen to my flow man Don't ask me how I do this sh** cause I don't really know man I ain't know it, ain't know it But I know I spit some dope sh** This that sh** I give em hope with Ass so fat I can't even give her whole dick She ask me if I love her, I tell her "Whoah b**h! This ain't a f**ing love song This a f**ing f** song So I'm a slow it down so you can get your f** on Back that a** up now drop it on that dick girl I'll f** you so good you'll feel like it's just us in this big world I love when them hips twirl Yeah do it like that and I'm a do it like this This that Time Alone 3 and I'm Stoney Wright b**h I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, b**h I'm on like the light switch And what I'm on is that more than alright sh** That sh** you hit and until your mouth dry That sh** that make you smile like you found pie Yeah I'm on that sh** They calling me that ba*tard like I had a black lip You a photobomb rapper in the back like an adlib And you like a b**h with no a**, you Miley Cyrus Haha [Verse 3] I could do this sh** all day like it ain't nada Tell her gimme pinoch and she say si papa Don't look at me surprised at my position cause I've been aca Yeah I been here, higher than the sky goes After so much bullsh** this is what I chose High socks with high hoes High tops with bright clothes I know I got you mind blown Like how the f** he rap so well like he already famous Well look man this my gift and you can never take it I'm never gonna stop like there's no brakes I drop sh** so hard it needs it own case I'm a bad motherf**er but that's probably what you figured Boy I rep Texas AND my city in the center 254 till I'm 187 This is hell on earth cause it certainly ain't' heaven I'm going harder than T-Pain on his own song I'm up in this b**h about to get my smoke on Motherf**er I'm AG so it's grind mode, grind mode, grind mode What's up to the Den, motherf**er I'm home I'm stoned more than a mountain What is rap with me? A child's sport If life a b**h, make her smile more Every part of me different like tile floor And when you think you went the furthest, went a mile more So fresh, so clean, graduate of 13 Now I'm the 361, studying at the TAMU Stripes on my sh** like Grandview If you ain't know, they the zebras and my sh** Adidas