HOOK:
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye aye can I do me/

VERSE:
Fresh off the sickness I'm killin' shit where's the witness/
Fake niggas always claim they know a real nigga business/
Throw me back in the jungle/
My bitch got hair like Rapunzel/
I stuck so much meat up in her she thought I was making gumbo/
Had to lay up on that stretcher with cameras in my stomach/
Now I'm back up on the field and on my Momma they don't want it/
And to every fake nigga who ever done hated on me/
Think about it...that shit ain't gon' never get you no money/
Leaned over the toilet was vomitin' on repeat/
Put all my faith in the Lord and he led me straight to these beats/
Get your track on my murder sheet if I like it murk it for free/
Never cryin' behind a woman got plenty fish in the sea/
See I turn up but yet as cool as can be/
I give props like they nice but they ain't fuckin' with me/
I go beastmode Marshawn Lynch on these flows/
Have B. G. dunk one all on you hoes/

HOOK:
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye aye can I do me/

Verse:
I swear I'm so out of there like a bad jump/
Trying to steal 2nd on a catcher with a cannon/
Smokin' on Jamaican while sippin' Caribbean Rum/
Yellin' can i do me like masturbation/
Boy it's no days off, my nigga I'm back up off vacation/
Got the game all in my hands, bet I run that like Walter Payton/
See there's a difference between patience/
And a nigga who being complacent/
And I walk the line well nigga Johnny Cash couldn't fade me/
So why you all up in my business/
Son back back give me 50 feet/
Got a girl from New Orleans she out of the East/
Hair curly and she brighter than sand on the beach/
She done tanned up a lil' since fuckin' with me/
That make sense 'cause I'm hot as 400 Degreez/
No I ain't Weezy, but I got that fire/
And that Oscar Mayer that was Juvie inspired/
Man that shit had me feelin' like a gangsta in first grade/
Soulja rag with a rolled up pants leg/
Now I'm grown and a nigga on some new shit/
Like perfecting the art of makin' music/
And now I'm all up in your ear like a q-tip/
And you niggas hate it but can't do shit/
Yea, you can't do shit/
Just lemme do me nigga/

HOOK:
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye can I do me/
Can I do me/
Aye aye can I do me/