Gave that hoe my last word
Now she won't get off my mattress
F*ck that bitch excuse my manners
Please don't pull up to my address
Cuz I might just reek some havoc and that might just be a hazard
They tried taxing all my tactics but my pockets getting fatter
And it's still mind over matter Dropboyz climbing up the ladder
Snakes gon slither they gon slather
But we keep on moving faster and they still just tryna catch up
But they never coming close
Lining up your favourite rapper tie a knot around his throat
Now he gasping for some air tryna speak up to the goats
Now he gasping for some air tryna speak up to the ghosts
They can't believe we did it
She get the D for dinner
Y'all get a E effort pull and get the smoke whenever
I get the dough whenever
I get these hoes whenever
This shit getting old whatever
Pull up and get the smoke whenever
I don't work a 9 - 5
I'm working all around the clock
I don't have time to fraternize
I move like Giannis I'm a buck
Why they plot on my demise
They got no chance you need some luck
You niggas standing on all thin ice
But why you never touch the puck
You got no goals
Im blowing O's
Back in my zone
Back on the road
Every time I do it
I get paid a very large advance
Damn he going stupid
But my teacher told me I was advanced
Run this ship like Luffy
Why you see me stretching out my hands
Shorty say she love me
But I think she really love my bands
So we making it rock
When I'm on the court they pass me the rock
How long it takes for these niggas pop
Damn these niggas is talking alot
Hop in my whip and I skrt of the lot
Pop me a pill and I feel like a god
Hugging my bitch man I cuddle a lot
DropBoyz - DOOM Lyrics
DropBoyz - DOOM Lyrics
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Gave that hoe my last word
Now she won't get off my mattress
F*ck that bitch excuse my manners
Please don't pull up to my address
Cuz I might just reek some havoc and that might just be a hazard
They tried taxing all my tactics but my pockets getting fatter
And it's still mind over matter Dropboyz climbing up the ladder
Snakes gon slither they gon slather
But we keep on moving faster and they still just tryna catch up
But they never coming close
Lining up your favourite rapper tie a knot around his throat
Now he gasping for some air tryna speak up to the goats
Now he gasping for some air tryna speak up to the ghosts
They can't believe we did it
She get the D for dinner
Y'all get a E effort pull and get the smoke whenever
I get the dough whenever
I get these hoes whenever
This shit getting old whatever
Pull up and get the smoke whenever
I don't work a 9 - 5
I'm working all around the clock
I don't have time to fraternize
I move like Giannis I'm a buck
Why they plot on my demise
They got no chance you need some luck
You niggas standing on all thin ice
But why you never touch the puck
You got no goals
Im blowing O's
Back in my zone
Back on the road
Every time I do it
I get paid a very large advance
Damn he going stupid
But my teacher told me I was advanced
Run this ship like Luffy
Why you see me stretching out my hands
Shorty say she love me
But I think she really love my bands
So we making it rock
When I'm on the court they pass me the rock
How long it takes for these niggas pop
Damn these niggas is talking alot
Hop in my whip and I skrt of the lot
Pop me a pill and I feel like a god
Hugging my bitch man I cuddle a lot
Now she won't get off my mattress
F*ck that bitch excuse my manners
Please don't pull up to my address
Cuz I might just reek some havoc and that might just be a hazard
They tried taxing all my tactics but my pockets getting fatter
And it's still mind over matter Dropboyz climbing up the ladder
Snakes gon slither they gon slather
But we keep on moving faster and they still just tryna catch up
But they never coming close
Lining up your favourite rapper tie a knot around his throat
Now he gasping for some air tryna speak up to the goats
Now he gasping for some air tryna speak up to the ghosts
They can't believe we did it
She get the D for dinner
Y'all get a E effort pull and get the smoke whenever
I get the dough whenever
I get these hoes whenever
This shit getting old whatever
Pull up and get the smoke whenever
I don't work a 9 - 5
I'm working all around the clock
I don't have time to fraternize
I move like Giannis I'm a buck
Why they plot on my demise
They got no chance you need some luck
You niggas standing on all thin ice
But why you never touch the puck
You got no goals
Im blowing O's
Back in my zone
Back on the road
Every time I do it
I get paid a very large advance
Damn he going stupid
But my teacher told me I was advanced
Run this ship like Luffy
Why you see me stretching out my hands
Shorty say she love me
But I think she really love my bands
So we making it rock
When I'm on the court they pass me the rock
How long it takes for these niggas pop
Damn these niggas is talking alot
Hop in my whip and I skrt of the lot
Pop me a pill and I feel like a god
Hugging my bitch man I cuddle a lot
Writer: Gordy Fayemi, Zain Tirmizi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid