[Intro: Doe Boy]
808mafia
Big Doe Beezy, man (Oh, really?)
Your favorite rapper scared of me, man, stop playin' (Big Doe Beezy)
Real gangsters fuck with me, I don't give a fuck who don't
Play with me, I bet he won't, haha (Freeband Gang)
Oh, really? (Top shotta, let's roll)
[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Bitch, I rock Chanel but don't make me grab the Dickies (Drippy)
Ohio nigga, for real, I rob rappers, go ask Trippie (No bap)
I don't go nowhere without my Glizzy, go ask Drizzy (No bap)
Hit every baddie in the city, but I slipped, ain't smashed piggy (Haha)
I hit, "Shh," I ain't gon' lie, she let me fuck 'til I had millies (Bless)
Glizzy got perfect attendance, this bitch comin' in class with me (Rrah-baow)
Grew up with no ho, used to could bag a Brittany (Simple)
Fuck whatever ho, bitch, I could wake up, bag Iggy (Mwah, come here, baby, Azalea)
I can't lie, I was in jail, she had me fantasizin' (Fantasizin')
Want your bitch, could have her and her friends flyin' private (Flyin' private)
I ain't boxin', diamonds hit, feel like a drop kick (What's up?)
Nigga, play that nine blick, it stop a lot of nonsense
Rubberband Money Gang, bitch, that who I ride with (RMB)
I got lit, named, "Shh," my bitch, I'll fuck a dime bitch (Mwah, come here, baby)
I'm top shotta, don dada, bitch is just a sidekick (Haha)
I'm that nigga, make my main bitch choose my side bitch, uh
Walk down gang, but we run down on 'em (Walk down on 'em)
Think he can stand under the rain 'til it come down on him (Big walk down gang)
Scared of my name 'til this day 'cause I dump rounds on 'em
Wear Bottega every day, still gon' stomp on 'em (Grrah, stepper)
Let me in the game, now I'm really a problem (Doe Beezy)
Model throwin' up my gang and she don't even get followed (Fool)
I don't clout chase, I hit bitches with ten million followers (True story)
And I did that before I had ten million dollars, ya dig? (Oh, really?)
808mafia
Big Doe Beezy, man (Oh, really?)
Your favorite rapper scared of me, man, stop playin' (Big Doe Beezy)
Real gangsters fuck with me, I don't give a fuck who don't
Play with me, I bet he won't, haha (Freeband Gang)
Oh, really? (Top shotta, let's roll)
[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Bitch, I rock Chanel but don't make me grab the Dickies (Drippy)
Ohio nigga, for real, I rob rappers, go ask Trippie (No bap)
I don't go nowhere without my Glizzy, go ask Drizzy (No bap)
Hit every baddie in the city, but I slipped, ain't smashed piggy (Haha)
I hit, "Shh," I ain't gon' lie, she let me fuck 'til I had millies (Bless)
Glizzy got perfect attendance, this bitch comin' in class with me (Rrah-baow)
Grew up with no ho, used to could bag a Brittany (Simple)
Fuck whatever ho, bitch, I could wake up, bag Iggy (Mwah, come here, baby, Azalea)
I can't lie, I was in jail, she had me fantasizin' (Fantasizin')
Want your bitch, could have her and her friends flyin' private (Flyin' private)
I ain't boxin', diamonds hit, feel like a drop kick (What's up?)
Nigga, play that nine blick, it stop a lot of nonsense
Rubberband Money Gang, bitch, that who I ride with (RMB)
I got lit, named, "Shh," my bitch, I'll fuck a dime bitch (Mwah, come here, baby)
I'm top shotta, don dada, bitch is just a sidekick (Haha)
I'm that nigga, make my main bitch choose my side bitch, uh
Walk down gang, but we run down on 'em (Walk down on 'em)
Think he can stand under the rain 'til it come down on him (Big walk down gang)
Scared of my name 'til this day 'cause I dump rounds on 'em
Wear Bottega every day, still gon' stomp on 'em (Grrah, stepper)
Let me in the game, now I'm really a problem (Doe Beezy)
Model throwin' up my gang and she don't even get followed (Fool)
I don't clout chase, I hit bitches with ten million followers (True story)
And I did that before I had ten million dollars, ya dig? (Oh, really?)
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