Yeah I Did It

Oh, ba, da, da, da, da (Yeah, yeah) Da, da, da, da, huh Yeah, I did it On my own Huh, huh (Getzh, with the wings) Yeah, I did it Yeah, I did it on my own Only 17, everybody wanna know How I did it Where I'm getting all this dough And if you comin' for my recipe It's murder what she wrote Yeah, I did it Yeah, I did it on my own Only 17, everybody wanna know How I did it Where I'm getting all this dough And if you comin' for my recipe It's murder what she wrote I got the sauce now People got my drip fucked up Give me that I just want a band plus one Wanna f*ck around in Fendi I got Prada on my socks That's a pair, yeah I'm rockin' two not one You got me fucked up Auto-pilot Coupe I'm gonna go and buy a Tesla F*ck the Push-to-Start I wanna pull up, when I call it All you pretty girls, tryna get your guts messed up Givin' you my number, if you call, I'm finna block it Said shorty wanna ride Takin' a trip to Mexico (To Mexico) I don't think I can let you go From my hands, from my hands Yeah, I did it Yeah, I did it on my own Only 17, everybody wanna know How I did it Where I'm getting all this dough And if you comin' for my recipe It's murder what she wrote Yeah, I did it Yeah, I did it on my own Only 17, everybody wanna know How I did it Where I'm getting all this dough And if you comin' for my recipe It's murder what she wrote I got the game on lock All these bitches follow me They wanna take my spot I got 30 to 40 bands And I can't play around I been makin' all this money I don't want to, uh Like I don't wanna do this I don't wanna do that Why you playin' all these games You tryna take what I have And you been fake Not talkin' 'bout those diamonds in your chain You been changed Got feelin' all these type a ways Know shorty lyin' Talkin' 'bout she cryin' Shorty this no Swisher Sweet I'll send you to the back I got hella hoes, but I was trustin' you I'ma swerve, hit the gas I didn't know 'bout it I'ma stay independent Most of you just want in I'ma chase that, I'm on my way back to my lane You can't race that It's too fast, goin' insane It's lit now, I'm off the shits now Everybody wanna dip out Runnin' my route I could probably run this whole town 'Cause I'm that loud I love everybody in my life, and my crowd You gonna make me wanna f*ck F*ck your life up Shorty, want it all So I'ma pipe her You can give it up I really like her I'ma give her everything, you know I'm finna wife her That's right, smoke on, live life, get high Make bands, have fun, get by Do this, do that, think twice Can't nobody tell you different When you Yeah, I did it Yeah, I did it on my own Only 17, everybody wanna know How I did it Where I'm getting all this dough And if you comin' for my recipe It's murder what she wrote Yeah, I did it Yeah, I did it on my own Only 17, everybody wanna know How I did it Where I'm getting all this dough And if you comin' for my recipe It's murder what she