Dobermans 303BAM

(Hook)
Need mansion with gates and two dobermans
And my heart getting cold like October is
He want smoke I said let’s get it over with
Ima show them lil boys what a soldier is
It’s just me and myself who I’m rollin with
All these demons might need help controlling it
All this anger inside I’m composing it
Tryna battle myself I ain’t showing it

(Verse 1)
303 shots on the block you know we do not play cause that’s just not the way that we rock
Stepping in Gucci it’s double g everything I put designer on top of the socks
I love my niggas to death cause when it come down to it my niggas is all that I got
Counting this brеad everyday of the week thеy keep asking me bam when is you finna stop
Niggas wanna talk I teach they ass a lesson
I’m still on da block I told em it’s a blessing
Smoke up in the air I no you feel the essence
Said that was his girl I told em we was messing
He don’t got no money look like a recession
I can tell he’s mad just look at his expressions
Ion give a fuck I’m in and out these sessions
Den I hit the club I kick em out the section
Muscles when I flex I’m Popeye wit da spinach
Riding SRT you no we finna spin it
I just went and thru some turbo in da engine
Jump up in da streets cuz bitch we really in it
Niggas wanna talk I’m hottest in da city
Told ha 303 I sign it on ha titty
Never played for Memphis but I’m on my grizzly
Heard he wanna play That smoke gon' make em trippy