Kashmire - What I Do lyrics

[Verse 1] I be smoking 24/7, and I'm Jersey Shore reppin But the guidos and the guidettes best get to the door steppin I can k** 'em with my lyrics there's no need to force weapons Upon a p**y who can't afford seconds, course messin With the best is gonna result in a loss for you If you really think you boss then you a boss to lose I mean that's how Capone saw it, what you ought to do Is take this a** whoopin then cry to Apostalou Bang on his door screaming "i been a**aulted dude" He'll confirm from how you look then say "you lost your shoes" But don't tell him how you lost your crew, lost your boo And how I left you talkin funny like a Boston Jew If it really ticked you off then you can find me in my basement Making music bout my problems to ignore these allegations So come on in but I know you're gonna say this sounds amazing Become a fan instantly and then forget our altercation, uh [Hook] I got a lotta people listenin thats guessin why This kid can take a break on us and we'll still have him gettin by Well I can promise you that I'mma hold my breath and try my hardest But don't think for a second ill stop *gettin high* So lemme show you what I do, uh, yeah Now lemme show you what I do, uh, yeah Im bout to show yall what I do, uh Now shut up and listen to what I do [Verse 2] I be dippin molly, rollin blunts the nose of Antrel Rolle fat And smoke an 8th right to my face, but that isnt the whole stash Cause when I go to sleep I always make sure that my bowls packed And in the mornin I burn and like beer pong get my roll back Known fact, I like to get f**ed up, spit lyrics Grown people might not like it but wait till the kids hear it They'll fear it, drivin and they wanna hear the spittin animal Talking to they mom "AYO SWITCH TO A DIFFERENT CHANNEL, HOE" You like that vocab? yeah I thought you would I taught him good I stole his soul cause im a thief like robin hood I probly could come to your crib, corrupt your whole family At least this generation I dont know how fond your grannie'd be When mike spits, tight grip, ain't no body switchin flows like this Older bro sit down your sayin that your pimp but you can't turn on a light switch Wanna fight b**h? take it outside and you can hit with these white fists Then ill take your sister and her virginity cause it takes 2, goodnight b**h [Hook] [Verse 3] I be workin hard so I can give you something promising astonishing So all you lame f**s im admonishing, stand the f** back See there's no one coming on this kid Im rushing for the bills something like Thurman Thomas did Abolishing the swag rappin people in the game Demolish all the wanna be people that waive their chains And polishing all they cars thinking that's their claim to fame Accomplishing while the best ones sit and we watch in pain, slash laughter Yo im tired of these stupid trash dafters Say they gash actors when they're actin for the cash after Wack rappers yall straight p**y why your flow messy You only k** spiders, but nothing like Joe Pesci Is your boy here gonna make it? oh sh** I bet he will Youtube him up Kashmire the king and let that medley build He might talk about his former friend is by the jetty k**ed But he wasn't a good fella he snitched like Henry Hill [Outro] Now how yall like what I do? I knew yall'd like what I do, Ha Now stay tuned cause mores gon be coming soon While I sit in my basement write lyrics and *gettin high*