Karaoké Do Re Mi blackbear & Gucci Mane

Yeah if I could go back to the day we met

I probably would just stay in bed

You run your mouth all over town

And this one goes out to the sound

Of breaking glass on my Range Rover

Pay me back or bitch it's over all the presents I would send

Fuck my friends behind my shoulder next time I'ma stay asleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep oh

And you got me thinking lately bitch you crazy

And nothing's ever good enough

I wrote a little song for ya it go like

Do re mi fa so fuckin' done with you girl

So fuckin' done with all the games you play

I ain't no Tic-tac-toe send the X and O's on another note

I'm do re mi fa so fuckin' done with you baby

So send the X and O's on another note I'm ghost

Ah it's Guwop ah do re mi baby don't play me

I'm a black beatle like Jimmi Swae Lee

Screaming Fuck twelve in my brand new V

Just bought a time piece for my new dime piece

When I'm balling don't stall it put your all in

Stop talking gotta crawl in before you walking

On the weekend spending front end and the back end

Booty so big got me thinking 'bout a lap dance

Dealing with these bitches like damn what happened?

New thang new frame new eyelashes

Brand new swag wearing brand new fashion

That's what you get for doing all that camping

Blackbear with me and we in the state trapping

This'll make a old legend start back rapping

This'll make an ex-con start back trapping

I'ma beat it up like my name Joe Jackson

Do re mi fa so fuckin' done with you girl

So fuckin' done with all the games you play

I ain't no Tic-tac-toe send the X and O's on another note

I'm do re mi fa so fuckin' done with you baby

So send the X and O's on another note I'm ghost

If I could go back to the day we met

I probably would've stayed in bed

You wake up everyday and make me feel

Like I'm incompetent designer shoes and Xanax tabs

Compliments your make-up bag

You never had to buy yourself a drink

'Cos everybody want to tap that ass sometime

Got me thinking lately bitch you crazy

And nothing's ever good enough

I wrote a little song for ya it go like

Do re mi fa so fuckin' done with you girl

So fuckin' done with all the games you play

I ain't no Tic-tac-toe send the X and O's on another note

I'm do re mi fa so fuckin' done with you baby

So send the X and O's on another note I'm ghost

So send the X and O's on another note I'm ghost