Doechii - Nosebleeds Lyrics

Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

You salty ass bitches givin' Lawry's
Bad gyal Doechii, call her Michael Lowry
You hoes is funny, you should do comedy
Leave your ass leakin', lookin' like my monthly's
I don't know, is she gonna go crazy? Is she gonna go crazy?
Everyone wanted to know what Doechii would do if she didn't win
I guess we'll never-

Stepped out the swamp to the motherf*ckin' stage (ho)
Cut my mic' off 'cause I'm 'bout to misbehave (hah)
"Will she ever lose?" Man, I guess we'll never know
"Will she lose her cool?" I guess we'll never-

I hopped out the swamp, gave the bitch props
"Doechii, where you been?", "Doechii went pop"
"Will she ever lose?" Man, I guess we'll never know
"Will she lose her cool?" I guess we'll never-
I guess we'll never know
Guess we'll never see the day that Doechii crown falls
Guess you'll never live to see the day that Doechii loses
Do-si-doing on these Doechii mutants
Doechii don't critique, I seek improvement

Right now is my time and my moment
Thank you to my swamp and thank you, God, I was broke
I thanks you, God, I thank you to Top God Entertainment
Oop, Top Dawg Entertainment
SZA, Zay, Moosa in the hatin' ass stands
Mommy, Blake High School, and all the bitches I surpassed
I knew it
Tonight we poppin' bottles, f*ckin' hoes, and forgettin' our name
To the audience wonderin' how it feels to be famous?
I guess you'll never-

Stepped out the swamp to the motherf*ckin' stage (ah-ah, ah-ah)
Cut my mic' off 'cause I'm 'bout to misbehave (ah-ah, ah)
"Will she ever lose?" Man, I guess we'll never know (ah-ah, ah-ah)
"Will she lose her cool?" I guess we'll never- (beast) (ah-ah, ah)

Bitches can't be half of me, thanks to my anatomy
Showin' up an hour late like, "Thanks to the Academy"
Now I understand why they mad at me and hate on my anatomy (ah-ah, ah-ah)
It's 'cause I look good from the balcony (ah-ah, ah)
I look good from the nosebleeds, bitch (ah-ah, ah-ah)
If you offended, you ain't know me, bitch (ah-ah, ah)
That ain't Doechii, that's the old 'Chii, sis (ah-ah, ah-ah)
I look good from the nosebleeds, bitch

I've been in the place where it was hard as it could get
If you never suffered, you can never tell me shit
And I can have a milli' and I still would hit the lick
Lifestyle, nigga, this my lifestyle, guess you'll never know