Rumple O'malley - We Do It (feat. Merch) Lyrics

I got a Split headache for the Tylenol
Lotta big debt for them to write it Off
Not a lot of time for some time off
Can't mark quality in time logs
An on mf never told me I'm off
Just script 3 lenses for the eyeballs
I strip paint straight off the dry wall
Thought I was a fox not a sly dog
Niggas do the shit for the dub k
Ima keep it up for the yr
Ima trip, you a cheap trick with some Time off,
Keep up young nigga cuz I'm raw
Reminisce in riddle don't play with The pun god
Fence them niggas keep sticking em On god
Cool cat f*ck up ya life now jack
It's O'Malley Aku
Steam herb in a bowl that's hot soup,
Lotta you niggas I'm glad that I'm not You
Saying things that'll make a mf pop You
This speed I'm going now I call it Mach 2
Would pick up to Mach 4
But then it's not slow
Figurative poncho
Body of mind it's unclothed
Ask where I'm tryna go
Ask where I'm tryna go
Yea yea
They say that ima get em
They say that ima pull it
I got one last shot
And these other niggas blew it
It's drug money influence
We the youngins that just do it
Yea, yeaaa...
We them youngins that just do it
Dance on ya grave
Like Fog on a lake
Vampiric ways
Lyrics drain
Love from the stake
Heart wrenching game
U ain't make it far from the gate
Start bitching? Bang
Slain in the odds of my name
Not to mention
Aim made
At the gods of the game
Whether you in the shit or safe
I think the odds are the same
I see you looking up
Shooken up
Have em meet the maker
God is the name
Yea yea
They say that ima get em
They say that ima pull it
I got one last shot
And these other niggas blew it
It's drug money influence
We them youngins that just do it
Yea, yeaaa...
We them youngins that just do it
We them youngins that just do it