Doing Numbers

By O Wave

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Walk up in the club getting money

Woke up and i blew a whole onion yea

I be with the squad doing number

Stack the winter, trying to kill the whole summer yea

Walk up in the club getting money

Woke up and i blew a whole onion yea

I be with the squad doing number

Stack the winter, trying to kill the whole summer yea

She do anything 'cause she love me

Hit ignore and I treat her like she nothing yea

Got it out the mud, now we stunting

Never fronting, know I keep that shit one hundred yea

20 20 20 20 20 

Keep the thang a hunned 

Soon I'll crash Blenty suckas envy catch a Nigga stunting 

Brush them haters off me on that Barkley  

Yeah them niggas chucking 

She a thotty thot thot pop lock on me 

Catch her bungie jumpin 

Aye 

Was eating the cheese from the government 

Now we get gees off the publishing 

Arab bodega the girl pussy 

Step up in it tell me thank you come again

Decline the call from the last whore 

Play with the foreign & fast forward 

We made a movie it's starrring Wave 

Mane you bearly in it you been cast 4th 

 Task force Nigga  task force 

Bunch of waste men &  yes men 

I care less & you care more 

The arrows hit you greater, less than

You lime wire rappers get up to date 

Or quit your day job for goodness sakes

Half of you stuck in that sunken place

Seen it coming went the other way  

Big bad wolf looking for em have you seen him 

Blood bottom rocking jaw dropping swagging demon 

Won't ever thinka bout myself I bring my team in 

Caught the bag & flexed up on the broads that ain't believe it yeah yeah

Walk up in the club getting money

Woke up and i blew a whole onion yea

I be with the squad doing number

Stack the winter, trying to kill the whole summer yea

She do anything 'cause she love me

Hit ignore and I treat her like she nothing yea

Got it out the mud, now we stunting

Never fronting, know I keep that shit one hundred yea

Keep it a hundred yea, she say that she love me yea

Hundred and twenty yea, I get them racks by the dozen yea

Comme D Garzon, I blow that loud by the zone

Deliver the weed on a drone, you know the plug is my clone

I just need a bad lil' foreign bitch

Find me in the trap, that's my coordinates

I'm sauced, I'm on that loud, you know I'm gone again

And she just want my kid, like an orphanage 

But I want Guissepe with the zipper, I blow a check on a stripper, never forget her

Xanex for breakfast and dinner, cup of the Henny I sp it

I get the bag like baggage claim

Out in Miami I catch a plane

Now who does she want on her wedding day?

Like Destiny's Child, she say my name

Walk up in the club getting money

Woke up and i blew a whole onion yea

I be with the squad doing number

Stack the winter, trying to kill the whole summer yea

She do anything 'cause she love me

Hit ignore and I treat her like she nothing yea

Got it out the mud, now we stunting

Never fronting, know I keep that shit one hundred yea