Gimme Dat - Marcy Mane, Luckaleannn

Ay Brandon man, why you do that?

Why you do that?

My nigga why you do that?

I’m working on dying

Lil shorty why you do that?

Why you do that?

I’ma take my shit back, nigga why you do that?

Shorty why you do that (Why you do that?)

I’ma take my shit back

Ayy, gimme dat, gimme dat

I’ma take that shit, back, Marcy chop and screw that

Nigga got on lil hat, I’ma slap that shit off

Nigga walked up in the party and a nigga so bossed

So smooth like a, ayy, nigga with that O smelling good

Roll ups on a dirty backwood, I’ma roll a roach up

Snap a fucking roach hoe, down to the ground

I ain’t talking 'bout no girls I’m talking 'bout you niggas

Niggas keep on flexing, copy everything and you ain’t make nothing

Niggas flex weapons in videos ain’t shooting shit

Niggas flex hoes in their video ain’t got a bitch

Niggas flex drugs and these niggas ain’t got no lean

Niggas try to flex everything ain’t got shit (Ain't got shit)

Ayy, gimme dat, gimme dat

I’ma take that shit back, I’ma take that shit back

I’ma take that shit, back, shorty gimme dat

I’ma take that shit, back, I gave you diamonds, I gave you pearls

Gucci chips, bitch I gave you the world (Gave you the world)

Gimme dat, gimme dat, I’ma take my shit back

Gimme dat, gimme dat, I’ma take my shit back

Hoe I gave you flowers, bitch I gave you shoes

Marcy Mane winning, all you bitches gonn' lose

Gimme dat, gimme dat gimme dat, I’ma take my shit back

I’ma take my shit back, gimme dat

I’m rarring, I’m mad motherfucker (Mad fucking petty)

Gimme dat shit, bitch I got all this fetti

Fetty Wop, in the drop top, warning opps

one opp, on the round I’m going 'bout hundred o

Flexing on everything, I ain’t putting that shit

On the fucking internet

Gimme dat, gimme dat, I’ma take that shit back, I’ma take my shit back, bitch

Ayy, I’ma take my shit back, I’ma take my shit back, I’ma take my shit back

Hoe I got reciepts (I got reciepts)

I’ma take my shit back, debit card I’m flexing all of that

I’ma take my shit back, I’ma take my shit back

Take that bitch back, skuu

Ay Brandon man, why you do that?

Skuu, skuu gimme dat

I’m working on dying

Gimme dat, yuh, gimme dat, yuh

GImme dat yuh

Serving kush packs, yuh, still serving

Damn the world

Damn a girl lil

She threw that ass, throw it back, yuh

I keep on swearing, she throw it back, yuh

That pussy, looking fat, yuh (I need it, I need it)

I keep on smoking woods bae what’s your name?

I don’t even wanna know it

I been thugging 30 since, fuck, in the morning

I been waking up, hmph, I been snoring

I been throwing up, spff, early in the morning

Xanny bar shorty she be throwing up (Throwing up)

Icy cold gang shit cold as fuck (Cold as fuck)

Whatchu gonn' do when we running up (Whatchu gonn' do)

Whatchu gonn' do when our guns up (Duuu, duuu)

Whatchu gonn' do when we shooting up (Graa, graaa)

S God goons still shooting up (Raa, raa, raa)

Goth Money goons still shooting up (Shooting up)

Cocaina bitch whipping still shooting up (Shooting up)

Gimme dat