This is a song about "Doing dabs"

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Cause i'm doing great, by myself,

Me and my peeps often meet

Im doing this on a beat

It don't matter. i'm doing me.

Bitch, they call it motor city

I'm doing this shit alone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

God, i'm just doing my best

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Doing nothing over the weekend

Bout time i got my respect