Do What I Want Lyrics

[Chorus: Warhol]
Ballers gon' do what they can (lil' nigga)
Real niggas do what they wanna do (real)
I'ma keep chasing that bag (bag)
Pull that shit up, roll a blunt or two (gas)
No, we not going out sad
These niggas done f*cked up, why they mad?
Playing these games, you get smashed
We lives with niggas that tote with the tag
I paid the dealer with cash
Pulled out the lighter, then [?]
Oh, that's your hoe, well, I smashed
f*cked in the studio, gave her a rash
Walk in the mall with no rags
I was not checking no tags
Diamonds on me and they dancin'
They takin' pictures, I don't need a flash

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
Walk in that bitch like a popstar
Strum the guitar like a rockstar
Smoking OG like a Rasta
Poppin' some .30, my pistol
[?] a p*ssy, no they ain't official
[?]
Gang west side, leave a nigga like eight feet
[?]
Smoking OG, I'm high as a pilot
[?], I get a deposit
[?]
Where that nigga? They can't find me
[?]
Whipping up the [?], cooking up the chalk

[Chorus: Warhol]
Ballers gon' do what they can (lil' nigga)
Real niggas do what they wanna do (real)
I'ma keep chasing that bag (bag)
Pull that shit up, roll a blunt or two (gas) No, we not going out sad
These niggas done f*cked up, why they mad?
Playing these games, you get smashed
We lives with niggas that tote with the tag
I paid the dealer with cash
Pulled out the lighter, then [?]
Oh, that's your hoe, well, I smashed
f*cked in the studio, gave her a rash
Walk in the mall with no rags
I was not checking no tags
Diamonds on me and they dancin'
They takin' pictures, I don't need a flash

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
[?]
So much drip, gotta mop it (drip, drip)
I'm rockin' Gucci, I don't [?]
[?]

[Chorus: Warhol]
Ballers gon' do what they can (lil' nigga)
Real niggas do what they wanna do (real)
I'ma keep chasing that bag (bag)
Pull that shit up, roll a blunt or two (gas)
No, we not going out sad
These niggas done f*cked up, why they mad?
Playing these games, you get smashed
We lives with niggas that tote with the tag
I paid the dealer with cash
Pulled out the lighter, then [?]
Oh, that's your hoe, well, I smashed
f*cked in the studio, gave her a rash
Walk in the mall with no rags
I was not checking no tags
Diamonds on me and they dancin'
They takin' pictures, I don't need a flash

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