IMMA DO ME lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh
b*tch
n*gga, my Glock green, my flag green, it's Glime Season
H-H-H-Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound
MoundRich, b*tch

[Verse 1: CityBoy! & Sematary]
Y’all n*ggas so broke and I swear that I'm up
I'm with a lil model, she feeling me up
I'm with a lil model, she tasting my cup
Grave Man with me, and he saying wassup
Haunted Mound, Glime Season, we up (It's Glime Season)
Balenciaga said I'm doing too much
I take her on trips, it don't cost me too much
I'm in a black truck, it cost me too much
My diamonds from hutch
This Hellcat too loud, I'm telling it hush
My gun and my cup are the things that I trust
I'm doing fraud, yeah, it giv me a rush
I pour a 4 right into my Crush
I'm getting bread, yeah, that's all that I touch
Did an Apple Play at 12, that's lunch
I look at my diamonds, they all doing stunts (Yah, yah)
I'm in New York and I'm smoking on runtz (Gang, gang)
Just bought some new dunks and I think they the skunks (Grave Man)
And I got a fеw whips that I drive like I'm drunk (Skrrt)
Try what you want, got pump in the trunk
[Verse 2: Sematary]
I ridе with my Glime in a black Hummer truck
I'm noddin' off, my anesthesia
I laugh at the world 'cause I don't give a f*ck
Hahahahahahaha (Hauntaholics, you bast*rds)
Shotgun on me, like I'm Elmer Fudd
I'm doin' me, what the f*ck have you done?
Chrome Hearts on my Uggs
Chrome Hearts in my Lungs
My cutter tucked with the B.B. belt on
Love my b*tch naked and covered in blood
f*ck a b*tch that look like Elvira
Grave Man on drugs is the me that I love
Grabbin' my cutter, I wipe off the blood
I'm High as f*ck
Glime Season, Mound, you know how I rock (It's Glime Season)
'Cause unlike y'all, I do not switch up (MoundRich, b*tch)
Glime Season, Mound, you know how I rock
Your biggest flex is that you knew us (M-M-M-MoundRich)
If it's up, then it's up, then you know it's stuck
I'm Grave Man, b*tch, I will not switch up (MoundRich, b*tch)

[Chorus: Sematary]
Cry all you want, baby, I'ma do me
And I got an AK, it got a beam
b*tch, I'm at the show, I'm off a bean
b*tch, I'm with the Glime, you know that is my team (It's Glime Season)
And baby, you can cry, but I'ma do me
You a little lamb, I can hear you scream
My cutter on me, b*tch, like I’m Scream
Baby, I'm just chillin', b*tch, I'ma do me
[Verse 3: CityBoy!]
Chrome Heart on my eyes, yeah, I can't see (MoundRich, b*tch)
I'm buying every gun like it's Black Ops III
Ice all on my wrist, yeah, I swear it's a spending spree
My car go fast as f*ck, wheels spinning, they the Forgis (Skrrt)
I left my hoes up in the past, yeah, I swear they not for me
They wanna dress like me and gang, we call they ass some mini me’s
I'm at the show, on triple c’s
Oh, that's your girl, she on her knees
Moncler on me, just like I ski
(I-I-It's Glime Season)

[Chorus: Sematary]
Cry all you want, baby, I'ma do me
And I got an AK, it got a beam
b*tch, I'm at the show, I'm off a bean
b*tch, I'm with the Glime, you know that is my team (It's Glime Season)
And baby, you can cry, but I'ma do me
You a little lamb, I can hear you scream
My cutter on me, b*tch, like I’m Scream
Baby, I'm just chillin', b*tch, I'ma do me

[Outro: DJ Holiday]
n*gga, my Glock green, my flag green
It's Glime Season
3AM Gang
Haunted Mound