[Intro: Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel]
RBO GS9 (Ayy)
Everybody, what the fuck is up? (Ayy, ayy, ah-ah-ah)
I was just tokin' on that dead ass nigga (Ah-ah-ah, huh?)
Get high, man, tokin' on that dead ass nigga, that's (Ah, ah, ah, get shmurda'd)
Sniper gang (Ah-ah-ah, huh? Get shmurda'd)
[Chorus: Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel]
Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain't my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain't my fault)
My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain't my fault)
Lil Jon got hit with a fully (It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd
It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain't my fault, my young niggas play with burners
It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault
[Verse 1: Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel]
That the opp got caught
Fuck the drive-by, gang hop out, war
Ridin' with the chop', I stay with it like a aux'
Ain't my fault, your bitch in love with the lean
Fresh out the box, that bitch clean
Doe Beezy that nigga, e'rry bad bitch dream
Fuck that ho, my sneaky link a AR-15 (That's the only thing I'm lean)
Nigga ran up on it, he got shmurda'd like he Bob
Fetti with me, don't try mе unless you smokin' Bobby (Baow, baow, baow)
They scream, "Ah, ah, ah," hе get bodied (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Do a drill with mops and then hop on the track with Rowdy (Huh? Oh, really)
RBO GS9 (Ayy)
Everybody, what the fuck is up? (Ayy, ayy, ah-ah-ah)
I was just tokin' on that dead ass nigga (Ah-ah-ah, huh?)
Get high, man, tokin' on that dead ass nigga, that's (Ah, ah, ah, get shmurda'd)
Sniper gang (Ah-ah-ah, huh? Get shmurda'd)
[Chorus: Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel]
Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain't my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain't my fault)
My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain't my fault)
Lil Jon got hit with a fully (It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd
It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain't my fault, my young niggas play with burners
It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault
[Verse 1: Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel]
That the opp got caught
Fuck the drive-by, gang hop out, war
Ridin' with the chop', I stay with it like a aux'
Ain't my fault, your bitch in love with the lean
Fresh out the box, that bitch clean
Doe Beezy that nigga, e'rry bad bitch dream
Fuck that ho, my sneaky link a AR-15 (That's the only thing I'm lean)
Nigga ran up on it, he got shmurda'd like he Bob
Fetti with me, don't try mе unless you smokin' Bobby (Baow, baow, baow)
They scream, "Ah, ah, ah," hе get bodied (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Do a drill with mops and then hop on the track with Rowdy (Huh? Oh, really)
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