PTAF - Do Yo sh** lyrics

[PTAF] (Chorus) So when you see me pull up, jump out Act a a**, you better do yo sh** I got some b**hes that's with it, so do yo sh** I got some b**hes that's with it, so do yo sh** You better run up, you better run up I got some b**hes that's with it so do yo sh** I got some b**hes that's with it, so do yo sh** (Verse 1: Alizé) b**h, I'm already stuck in my ways Hardheaded popping off and I'm taking all fades Trippin' off Alize , man yall must be drinking Run up on my clique, what the f** was you thinkin' ? Yellow tape, lights flashing as we leave the scene Consequences of a b**h tryna run up on me So you can pull up And you can hop out But I'm not a hair puller, don't get knocked out Don't try to cop out, don't try to plead You can call me Ms.Clippers Cuz I'm fading like bleach Step up to the plate, I'm taking everybody sh** All gas, no breaks I ain't stopping , I don't quit Runnin' yo mouth ah get cho' lip split I'ma active lady, I don't take no sh** Full fleshed, turnt up, yeah we all in yo mix Haha do yo sh** b**h (Chorus) (Verse 2:K Ducey) K-Ducey don't f** with you funny b**hes Keep talkin' sh**, I'll have yo a** missin' f** around with us, we'll leave you in a ditch b**h You know I like to squab, Really wit' da bidniss' On like ah light switch Drinkin' like yo last b**h Stay turnt up, give a f** about the next b**h Ridin' on my fly sh**, knowing I'm a bad b**h Out here getting it, never on no s**a sh** If you need a fade You better know I'm coming b**h All the way turnt, never on no bullsh** Catch me in traffic Lemme see how are you gone do this Burner on my lap, catch a b**h losing Don't be foolish, I don't just talk sh** I'm really with bullsh**, so just stop it Money in pocket, my squad ain't stoppin' Stay turnt up, let's get this sh** poppin' (Chorus) (Verse 3: Kandii) 5 cars deep when we pull up P-T-A-F need to squabble, so what's up? Her momma talkin' sh** I clapped that b**h, Told her "Shut up" Other b**hes in the house, callin back up I told her I'mma act up You b**hes like featherweight Dropped the b**h instantly and didn't even hesitate Taking b**hes out Like we back on unlimited , I Pacquiao'd the sh** Have you all up against the gate Run up b**h Watch me while I do my sh** And my clique, is really with the bullsh** Not one b**h, can stop on my beef sh** And I'm taking all them hits It's nothing cuz I'm eating it I'mma get off no doubt Squabble up since you wanna go and run ya mouth I pulled up, come out I'm in front of ya house You betta do ya sh** when we all hop out (Chorus)