Aye
Kidnextdoor
Motherf*cker bro
Aye
Always doing numbers bitch I'm like a walking stat aye
Chillin with my homie Stack aye
J town that's on the map aye
And we boutta make em push play
F*cked up that was moodswings
It was all aboutta boothang
Now I'm screaming f*ck a boothang
Cause I'm tryna get blue bank
I'm just sippin on that juice aye
Cause they said I got the juice aye
Why they hate ain't got a clue aye
You do whatever your bitch say
Big coat with dem big racks
Big homie that's big facts
Always smoking that big pack
Two pounds in my book bag
I'm up now won't look back
I'm fresh now like a tic tac
You hit my phone I ain't hit back
Must not have been a big bag
You can't get your shit back
Boy
Don't make me push your shit back
All of that shit you is talking is cap
You ain't a G and you can't even rap
Hating on me I'm ahead of the pack
Taking your shit you ain't getting it back
I ain't a rapper but I'm on the track aye
Got too much drugs in this bag
Taking your bitch and its making you mad
You need to get you some cash
Damn big homie tell em why they call you stack
Cause I been running around putting this money inside of my stash
Getting a bag and its making em mad
Talking that shit imma aim at your hat
I make your bitch laugh like I'm cat in the hat
Killing the snitch I'm the cat with the rat
I know where to go I'm the cat with the map
If I don't like you I won't give you dap
We gonna put J town on the map
Counting me out while I'm counting these racks
We out here duck duck goosing these bitches dawg
We can't be loving these hoes ya feel me
They only in for the guala
But like, They just like me
Feel me, can't hate em
Goose goose goose bitch im duckin, on you skrrrtt
White girl loving on me I ain't loving you
Cause I gotta get these dirty checks it's what I'm tryna do
Chillin with my homie counting money nothing new
Out at midnight like we howling at the moon
Always keep the peace so I don't gotta keep a tool
People doubting on me man I got so much to prove
Everyday I paper chase because I gotta get the loot
Goose goose goose bitch im duckin, on you skrrrtt
White girl loving on me I ain't loving you
Cause I gotta get these dirty checks it's what I'm tryna do
Chillin with my homie counting money nothing new
Out at midnight like we howling at the moon
Always keep the peace so I don't gotta keep a tool
People doubting on me man I got so much to prove
Everyday I paper chase because I gotta get the loot
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DohBoy - AYE (feat. SeaniBoi) Lyrics
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Aye
Kidnextdoor
Motherf*cker bro
Aye
Always doing numbers bitch I'm like a walking stat aye
Chillin with my homie Stack aye
J town that's on the map aye
And we boutta make em push play
F*cked up that was moodswings
It was all aboutta boothang
Now I'm screaming f*ck a boothang
Cause I'm tryna get blue bank
I'm just sippin on that juice aye
Cause they said I got the juice aye
Why they hate ain't got a clue aye
You do whatever your bitch say
Big coat with dem big racks
Big homie that's big facts
Always smoking that big pack
Two pounds in my book bag
I'm up now won't look back
I'm fresh now like a tic tac
You hit my phone I ain't hit back
Must not have been a big bag
You can't get your shit back
Boy
Don't make me push your shit back
All of that shit you is talking is cap
You ain't a G and you can't even rap
Hating on me I'm ahead of the pack
Taking your shit you ain't getting it back
I ain't a rapper but I'm on the track aye
Got too much drugs in this bag
Taking your bitch and its making you mad
You need to get you some cash
Damn big homie tell em why they call you stack
Cause I been running around putting this money inside of my stash
Getting a bag and its making em mad
Talking that shit imma aim at your hat
I make your bitch laugh like I'm cat in the hat
Killing the snitch I'm the cat with the rat
I know where to go I'm the cat with the map
If I don't like you I won't give you dap
We gonna put J town on the map
Counting me out while I'm counting these racks
We out here duck duck goosing these bitches dawg
We can't be loving these hoes ya feel me
They only in for the guala
But like, They just like me
Feel me, can't hate em
Goose goose goose bitch im duckin, on you skrrrtt
White girl loving on me I ain't loving you
Cause I gotta get these dirty checks it's what I'm tryna do
Chillin with my homie counting money nothing new
Out at midnight like we howling at the moon
Always keep the peace so I don't gotta keep a tool
People doubting on me man I got so much to prove
Everyday I paper chase because I gotta get the loot
Goose goose goose bitch im duckin, on you skrrrtt
White girl loving on me I ain't loving you
Cause I gotta get these dirty checks it's what I'm tryna do
Chillin with my homie counting money nothing new
Out at midnight like we howling at the moon
Always keep the peace so I don't gotta keep a tool
People doubting on me man I got so much to prove
Everyday I paper chase because I gotta get the loot
Kidnextdoor
Motherf*cker bro
Aye
Always doing numbers bitch I'm like a walking stat aye
Chillin with my homie Stack aye
J town that's on the map aye
And we boutta make em push play
F*cked up that was moodswings
It was all aboutta boothang
Now I'm screaming f*ck a boothang
Cause I'm tryna get blue bank
I'm just sippin on that juice aye
Cause they said I got the juice aye
Why they hate ain't got a clue aye
You do whatever your bitch say
Big coat with dem big racks
Big homie that's big facts
Always smoking that big pack
Two pounds in my book bag
I'm up now won't look back
I'm fresh now like a tic tac
You hit my phone I ain't hit back
Must not have been a big bag
You can't get your shit back
Boy
Don't make me push your shit back
All of that shit you is talking is cap
You ain't a G and you can't even rap
Hating on me I'm ahead of the pack
Taking your shit you ain't getting it back
I ain't a rapper but I'm on the track aye
Got too much drugs in this bag
Taking your bitch and its making you mad
You need to get you some cash
Damn big homie tell em why they call you stack
Cause I been running around putting this money inside of my stash
Getting a bag and its making em mad
Talking that shit imma aim at your hat
I make your bitch laugh like I'm cat in the hat
Killing the snitch I'm the cat with the rat
I know where to go I'm the cat with the map
If I don't like you I won't give you dap
We gonna put J town on the map
Counting me out while I'm counting these racks
We out here duck duck goosing these bitches dawg
We can't be loving these hoes ya feel me
They only in for the guala
But like, They just like me
Feel me, can't hate em
Goose goose goose bitch im duckin, on you skrrrtt
White girl loving on me I ain't loving you
Cause I gotta get these dirty checks it's what I'm tryna do
Chillin with my homie counting money nothing new
Out at midnight like we howling at the moon
Always keep the peace so I don't gotta keep a tool
People doubting on me man I got so much to prove
Everyday I paper chase because I gotta get the loot
Goose goose goose bitch im duckin, on you skrrrtt
White girl loving on me I ain't loving you
Cause I gotta get these dirty checks it's what I'm tryna do
Chillin with my homie counting money nothing new
Out at midnight like we howling at the moon
Always keep the peace so I don't gotta keep a tool
People doubting on me man I got so much to prove
Everyday I paper chase because I gotta get the loot
Writer: Doh Boy, Seani Boi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid