[Intro: Joseph McFashion & Skilla Baby]
Doughboyz Cashout
Our priorities fucked up, we still on some drug shit
(Coach me, Joey)
Little twenty here, a little thirty there, huh
I wish I would've got some of that pandemic money (Huh? Huh?)
Niggas don't even know what they next meal gon' be
We eat the most literally
What up, Coach?
On the yeah side
On the rich side of things (Huh?)
Naw, for real (Check the score)
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Rich as fuck in real life, all these bitches real trifе (Joey)
Don't brag about ten thousand, that's real light
Kit full of rеal ice, my shit look like real lights
If you wanna book me, twenty, that's the real price
Really can't be fucked with, that's what I feel like (That's what I feel like)
I like my bitches ass fat, pussy real tight (Huh?)
Lil' waist, BBL, that's my real type (On the yeah side)
I live in a mini-mansion, my shit real nice
Four hundred thousand for a kit just to shit on niggas
My young nigga gettin' fifty for a headtap (Fah)
Niggas keep sendin' threats, we ain't playin' that (We ain't playin' that)
He say he up more than me, I can't stand crack (Can't stand crack)
I think this nigga drunk, Coach, he need to stand back (Huh?)
Cut into a cold bitch like, "Where your man at?" (Where your man at?)
I done played foreign all year, let's play the 'Cat (Huh?)
Young nigga, rich as fuck, still savin' racks
Doughboyz Cashout
Our priorities fucked up, we still on some drug shit
(Coach me, Joey)
Little twenty here, a little thirty there, huh
I wish I would've got some of that pandemic money (Huh? Huh?)
Niggas don't even know what they next meal gon' be
We eat the most literally
What up, Coach?
On the yeah side
On the rich side of things (Huh?)
Naw, for real (Check the score)
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Rich as fuck in real life, all these bitches real trifе (Joey)
Don't brag about ten thousand, that's real light
Kit full of rеal ice, my shit look like real lights
If you wanna book me, twenty, that's the real price
Really can't be fucked with, that's what I feel like (That's what I feel like)
I like my bitches ass fat, pussy real tight (Huh?)
Lil' waist, BBL, that's my real type (On the yeah side)
I live in a mini-mansion, my shit real nice
Four hundred thousand for a kit just to shit on niggas
My young nigga gettin' fifty for a headtap (Fah)
Niggas keep sendin' threats, we ain't playin' that (We ain't playin' that)
He say he up more than me, I can't stand crack (Can't stand crack)
I think this nigga drunk, Coach, he need to stand back (Huh?)
Cut into a cold bitch like, "Where your man at?" (Where your man at?)
I done played foreign all year, let's play the 'Cat (Huh?)
Young nigga, rich as fuck, still savin' racks
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