Smokepurpp feat. Denzel Curry – What I Please | Lyrics

Lyrics What I Please – Smokepurpp feat. Denzel Curry

I do what I want, what I please
B**ch wanna talk, gotta get on her knees
Seven chains on in the club, I might freeze
How the f**k I got these bands in my jeans

I do what I want, what I please
How the f**k I got these bands in my jeans
Drop me a bag, f**k a b**ch overseas
Don’t f**k with n**gas, I only got me

Boy, you not tough, stop it
He got a gun but I came with a rocket
Big ass AR, that b**ch look like Ibaka
He talkin’ crazy so we had to sock him
Make the b**ch catch the balls, Pokémon
Pulled out the Draco, he run like a marathon
B**ch, I be smoking that gas at the marathon
Hop out the coupe, that b**ch look like a Megatron
F**k her so hard that she thought she gave birth
He tried to rob me, now he on a shirt
I need my money, I know what I’m worth
Since I was 12 I’ve been geeking off Percs

All of these n**gas, they hate it
Think I’ma f**k on his b**ch but she basic
I might just do it, I know he gon’ hate it
I’m way too grimy, I’m slimy, no gator
B-b**ch I’m a bat, uh
F**k Instagram, we don’t do none of that
You got a show, we pop out where you at
Let him get rowdy, six shots in his back
You n**gas p**sy, a dyke with a strap
He got a check, I’ma need all of that
N**ga want smoke then you know where I’m at
N**ga want beef, we can cook some of that

I do what I want, what I please
B**ch wanna top, gotta get on her knees
Seven chains on in the club, I might freeze
How the f**k I got these bands in my jeans

I do what I want, what I please
How the f**k I get these bands in my jeans
Drop me a bag, f**k a b**ch overseas
Don’t f**k with n**gas I only got me, yeah

If a n**ga try me then it turn to armageddon
I’ll stomp a n**ga out like he had a foot fetish
When it comes to money, is it debit or the credit
But either way it go, I’ma still make lettuce
Vegan stackin’ up kale, no Kenan
‘Bout to make a hit like Negan, uh
Gotta get some land, ’cause I really wanna Stockholm
Like a n**ga talkin’ ’bout Sweden, uh
All over Earth, ’cause I do this s**t effortless
Run ’round the city like walls with no Mexicans
Yeah, I got bars, but you know I’m the best at this
F**k with the lord when I start to play Tekken, b**ch

I do not swear under oath
If you get dumped, then I turn to a ghost
Pull up and dump, b**ch, you think it’s a hoax
Eazy-E Locs, they could never approach me
Love me a grill so I cop me a set
Like the Republic, I stay with a check
N**ga have b**ches be breakin’ they neck over d**k
She gon’ be down from the get
Stay makin’ moves with the hits like a blitz
Blew some more time then I copped me some kicks
If I’m in London I might hit a scat
But I’d rather make money to spend on a trick, Zel

I do what I want, what I please
B**ch wanna top, gotta get on her knees
Seven chains on in the club, I might freeze
How the f**k I got these bands in my jeans

I do what I want, what I please
How the f**k I got these bands in my jeans
Drop me a bag, f**k a b**ch overseas
Don’t f**k with n**gas, I only got me…

➤ Written by Quadwoofer, KBeaZy, Mike Hector, OJ Finessey, Denzel Curry & Smokepurpp
Album: Deadstar 2
Produced by Quadwoofer, OJ Finessey, Mike Hector & KBeaZy
Smokepurpp | Denzel Curry | 2019

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