I Did Dat Lyrics

Who's the little nigga that made we up from scratch

I did that

Who's the little nigga that carried y'all on his back

I did that

Who's the one who made that cover art

Now who's the one who gave you gas money

Now who's the one who switched up

Leader

Who the one that made the name

But ain't put in no work, that's a shame

There's another nigga that's his slave

Nigga with the tight ass braids

This boy don't wanna send the tracks

Cause he scared of what they L gon' say

Nigga claim that he stays in the middle

But I know he gettin played like a fiddle

Since he claim blood make him trickle

Niggas chose sides caused a ripple

They can get hit with a four and the nickel

Now they ass, both stuck in the pickle

I own 90, you own a little

That's two bodies, I got the sickle

Sleep on the couch, roll around in the rental

L say jump, Kilo say how high

Boy could've lived but he chose to die puttin CK in cuzz

Better crip or cry

You still crawlin' out here tryna fly

Nigga picced sides now he wanna fight

I'm breaking the stick man

And his lil homie

He moves on the gram

The feds on his story

Always get high cause your BM is ugly

I tell him Nawfs Up and he ain't gon' touch me

Beat him to death if he lived then he lucky

Back from the dead with a vengeance like bucky

Hang out the window, we ain't with no tucking

You got our RYL'd and you still out here fucking

Don't try the fam cuz we ain't for nothin

Hurt him with words yall don't even touch him

He said his heart hurt go get him some tussin'

Fill him with lead call that turkey with stuffing

Brain fall out his head that's a strawberry muffin

I'm goin in and you can't even lie

I'm good at this dissin' and beef I should die

Get to the money I'm baking the pie

Coppin' from bakeries work on my own so I ain't gotta pay a fee

Yall is still payin me this ain't no fantasy this is my factory

Who's the little nigga that made we up from scratch

I did that

Who's the little nigga that carried y'all on his back

I did that

Who's the one who made that cover art

Now who's the one that gave you gas money

Now who's the one who switched up

Leader

Who's the one that made his name

But they put in no work that's a shame

There's another nigga that's his slave

Kilo

Nigga with the tight ass braids

This boy don't want to send the tracks

Cause he's scared of what they all gon' say

Puss

Puss