Alexis Jackson - Doin' Just Fine Lyrics

I'm paper stackin'
I'm stacking it on the track
And these niggas is always mackin'
Backhand hit you with a smack
Move
I'm too smooth with my groove
Like you never knew
I send my apologies
You might take it personal
Personally
I'm juice and the squeeze
Squeeze me too tight
Ice on my wrist
Tell you to freeze
Got you like jeez
Ugh nigga please
Talking shit, gives ya hits
Like the songs that I sing
Uh
My body's cinematic like I'm Tarantino
Still waiting on a nigga thats gon' always ride for me though
Smoke the tree, get the money
We getting the green dough
Suited, booted up in blue
Like the Snoop D-O-G
(G)ee
Woe is me
The Shade Room got you thinking that you sippin some tea
Uh
We sippin
And I'm drippin
And you simpin
And I'm pimpin
Take ya money and ya man
And I'm out
Ha dippin
Fun dip
Here's a tip
For ya trip
Don't let them know your plan
Let em know who you with
Throw on a fit
I'm feeling good
Rollin through my hood
That's the 909
What it is, what's good
Another tip baby boo
Read the contracts
People take ya money
Claim to lose you as contact
So lowkey
Can't see me through your contacts
Flow so unique
Can't even pick up the context
My pay check is a flex
I'm not braggin
Run my money up like a race
Why you laggin'?
Screen pass the joint, juke the safety Madden
Switch it up on you niggas
DMX challenge
Ha
And I ain't got the time or the dime
I'mma ride me and mine
Livin life so sublime
I don't practice Santeria
Cause God is always on time
What it do, baby?
Shout out Kawhi
Cuz I'm doing just fine
I'm doing just fine
Boyz II Men said they're doin' just fine
Uh uh
Lexi on the beat
You already know that we got everybody shuffling their feet
And Nike's stay on my feet
I ain't from Miami, but I know I'm some heat
Born and raised in Cali
Palms trees they sway uh
Catch my glow up
You already know we slay
That's what they say
Uh
And some of y'all claim ya know me
Y'all really ain't my friend
You just want something from me
Like my ex man
Cut him off really quickly
Didn't understand that I wasn't easy
He claimed he knew me like his
ABCs, 123s, Do Re Mi's
Got me like MJ
Hee-hee
Ha
Nigga please
Uh
And he really ain't that funny if you ask for my opinion
I would say he kinda bummy
Yo
Hair tied, makeup off
I'm rising to the top
You know we gon' set it off
And that's it!