Does It

Written by：Scott Mescudi/Andre Patrick/Anthony Kilhoffer

You can depend on cud life to kill it

Having guillotine dreams with my enemies oh

See 'em in the ditch see 'em out hit the exit

Can't stand to hear a b**ch ni**a mouth

I took a hook in the road to get in the mode Geronimo

Get in my jeans white tee Cleveland fitted

Hoes know me 'round the map

I can't hide the old summers hit the fuse and I lit it

The rest unfolds tell me how the f**k does he does it

Levels unreachable can't pin 'him to a mold

It's like a ni**a been here before sh*t is a bore

My thoughts soar in the am

Slay them like a machine round the clock with the 12 gauge aim

Telling Satan to f**k off hated the hand I was given

Tossed that sh*t back like god must be kidding

And not for a ni**a like me not for the family

Not for the similar plans I just dumped

And I made me some choices heard voices follow

No can't stop a man with passion

These hoes don't distract a god I am no clown

Grown man laying the stones all around in my throne

My kingdom throwing from space

F**k all expressions on face this is the case

I'm in place to be great hmm

No fakes raising the stakes

I'm in place to be great hmm hmm hmm

Uh doing music TV and movies

Sitting on the floors we ain't heard of

And the media wanna act like I ain't out here I'm out here

Running laps around these hoes for years

Running the game with no cheat codes

Unf**kwittable with two it's ni**a who else but cud

Give a motherf**k

I does it I I I does it and I does it yeah

I I I does it yeah I I does it yeah oh oh oh

Ni**a I does it yeah oh I ni**a I does it yeah

Oh oh oh I does it yeah I does it yeah oh oh

Thought the kid dough cause I'm in a oven often

The kush in the lungs a bushel of nugs

Awaken the d**e but they never dissolve the

Got the homies in the hood and they wanna rage on

Fast lane pushing to the limit

Uh enjoy the spoils but don't bask in it

But see I really wanna get me a farm and grow crop

Live with some girls who love me and this cock

The more I grow the more I double in powers

Non ambitious for cowards trippy go for toe

Won't be a drone clone half hearted

Sheep in the herd brainwashed at what cost

I'm a raise some hell you know this

And if I piss people off along the way bonus

Cause these niggas are stale chips

All around thinking they're fresh with the stale sh*t

And corny b**ches need corny niggas that's well fit

God has a plan for everybody but I'm it chosen

Scotty 'bout to even the mood

Get lost in the tune

Forget it all take flight my doves

Say we are the we are the knights in the world

Listen baby can you see in the club we gettin' bent up

The sun up egg cheese sunny side up

I'm waiting for you and taking the cue

Having a drink

Let's make it a few

Here's to you you you and you

Salute

Hmmm I bid you adieu

Salut

Uh doing music

TV and movies sitting on the floors we ain't heard of

And the media wanna act like I ain't out here I'm out here

Running laps around these hoes winning

And grinning no cheat codes

Unf**kwittable with two it's ni**a who else but cud

Give a mother f**k

I does it I I I does it and I does it yeah

I I I does it yeah I I does it yeah oh oh oh

Ni**a I does it yeah oh I ni**a I does it yeah

Oh oh oh I does it yeah I does it yeah oh oh