Don't Make Me Do It

[Intro: DJ Khaled] Funk Flex, it's We the Best Music Ayo Vado, Welcome to the team [Hook] They light some kush off in the air right now, right now For my niggas out at loss and the ones who down to ride, drinks up (drinks up) Free my niggas (free my niggas) We getting money, screaming fuck you and your feelings Don't make me do it, (Don't make me do it) Don't make me do it (Don't make me do it) Don't make me do it, (Don't make me do it) Don't make me do it (Don't make me do it) Cause I'mma ride for my niggas, I would die for my niggas Go to war for my brother and thats word to my momma, Don't make me do it [Verse 1: Vado] It's cool Mo push D in the wild wild west All the ballers respect me like world wide west Denim supply vest, I bet your girl slide next Chanel hoodie is what you think you fly, uhm yes Don't make me do it, bang bang when that thang' rang Squeeze the lev' when that thang' aim Jesus head when that chain hang We the best in that name rang My same gang, straight champagne Like fuck you and your campaign My shoe strangs' and my nuts hang Ya'll don't get it, this shit is nothing to me I don't go get it , I get it coming to me You blow go vivid built like a hummer to me No Diggy, have a reverend the day you run into me [Hook] [Verse 2: Ace Hood] I say, fuck all that talking, my money do that Getting some head in the back of the back Still I'm gon' ride with that strap on my lap and some whip in that lac' that's a matter of fact Still smoking on that good good Nail a bitch with this good wood Fuck around with my people dog and it's death row like that nigga Suge Say long money, tour bus Eat a rapper like cold cuts Make a check and I blow it all and its fuck a hater like 4 sluts I'm on one in that 2 door Top gone I keep em' off 80 gram for that cube floor, my pockets fatter than sumo I do it, I make a movie All this ice around my collar got me cooling (BLING BLOW!) I say now I am my brothers keeper, blood is right up under my sneakers Balling hard, you stuck in the bleachers We the best it's nice to meet you [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Oh lord, I'm feeling myself I’m in the big boy fiddling with the suicide door I’m killing myself Got a bad Bitch with me and a brand new semi that’s still in my belt I ain’t feeling these niggas I’m grilling these niggas I’ll kill ‘em myself Hold up she pop molly pop that pussy He puffs loud we pop that pussy That’s your chick? I got that pussy I treat that shit like project pussy Like hold up sipping on lean we pour up Ask your main Bitch, yeah, she know us These niggas ain’t wanna see me blow up Pocket full of green like a four leaf clover Hold up wait I walk in this Bitch I Fuck Shit up and I leave gone Hold up wait I walk to his Bitch start talking that Shit and she’s gone Back to crib kicking him out I’m dicking her down and I’m kicking her out Free all my niggas I wish they was out The best in me and I’m getting them out [Hook] [Verse 4: French Montana] I fly the birds in like the Falcons man don’t make me do it I’ll wet your crib up have you ducking man don’t make me do it I get higher than Buddy Williams man don’t make me do it Every time we pull up like a dealer Don’t make me do it Money over Bitches man they made me do it Youngest coldest nigga man they made me do it Told your Bitch “what your twerking with?“ made her do it I’m talking hit after hit man they made me do it I be thinking ‘bout the next shit that make me do it Then I turn into the next like you made me do it You heard Flex dropping bombs streets made him do it We The Best Coke Boyz man you made us do it [Hook]