Doe Beezy (on granny, yeah, yeah)
(On granny, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (on granny, yeah, yeah)
L462, gang (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
I'm tryna run up them bands, give that to my friends
So I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
Fuck on his bitch, send her back to her nigga
She hittin' my phone tryna do it again
Hammy downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again (Doe Beezy)
I'ma fuck on her friend, I hit two hoes in the Benz (skrrt, skrrt)
I got some killers that can't be on camera
Play and they shoot like a lense
Ice on my body, I'm drippin' water, I wash away all my sins
Run up on Doe, that's a no go, you will end up on the flow like YSN
He never caught no bodies, why you let him run with ya gang?
Why he in? You thought I was sweet, nigga, try again
Slid a hour ago, tell them slide again
Try the band Gods, they drummin'
Yeah, them chopsticks look like violins
Still screamin', "Fuck your dead homie"
We'll dig him up, he could die again, bitch
Snuck in the club and I came with a blick
Came in with her man, left with my dick
60K, I Patek my wrist
100 shots, I protect my shit (grr)
I'm tryna hit a nigga, I don't shoot in the wind (brr, brr)
My lil' stepper caught a body and he ready to do it again
I'm tryna run up them bands, give that to my friends
So I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
Fuck on his bitch, send her back to her nigga
She hittin' my phone tryna do it again
Hammy downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again
I got on Gucci, this ain't even drip, my nigga
Don't you see I'm rich, my nigga?
You got a Glock but a bitch, my nigga
You ain't ever hit no nigga
He talkin' hot, I guess he wanna get lit, my nigga
28 in my clip, my nigga
Shout out my jeweler, my neck look like piss, my nigga
That's why bitches pick a nigga
I'm tryna hold up my fist with Rollie my wrist
And every diamond on it hit
Look how I'm holdin' my stick
I'm ready to blitz and put a nigga on his shit
Super hot, I know I'm lit, remember when I wasn't shit
Now everybody want a pic, everybody on my dick
These niggas switchin' sides
If he flippin' sides then we flippin' his whip
Fuck it, ballin' hard, I need a bucket, makin' money, bitch, I love it
These bitches be fuckin', that's why I can't do the lovin'
And that's why I can't do the trustin', I fucked then I'm dubbin'
Mama, I'm hot as an oven and all these bitches tryna touch it
Look how I'm comin', walk in the room and I'm bussin'
Ain't even fuck and she cummin'
I'm tryna run up them bands, give that to my friends
So I can go do it again
I come from where you don't win
Finally won, but scared I'ma lose it again
Fuck on his bitch, send her back to her nigga
She hittin' my phone tryna do it again
Hammy downs was all I rocked
I ain't have no guap, no, I can't go through it again