Neva Froze Doe Boy & Southside (Ft. Chief Keef)

[Intro: Doe Boy & Chief Keef]
(TooDope, TooDope)
Know what's happenin' (808 Mafia)
Beezy, baby (Oh yeah)
Sosa, baby (Bang, bang)
Doe, Doe, Doe, Doe (GBE baby)
Doe, Doe, Doe, Doe (Gang, Doe Beezy)
Let's go

[Chorus: Doe Boy & Chief Keef]
Young rich nigga keep a pole tucked (Doe, bang)
I'm icy than a fuck but I never froze up (Nah, for real)
Hatin' in the club, mad they bitches chose us (Gang, gang)
That's your main ho but that ain't what she told us (Nah, for real, gang, gang)
Said you gon' blow who? You gon' blow what? (Oh, really?)
Thought I was a ho and then you woke up (Then you woke up, pussy)
I'm just like my money, I can't fold up (No, no, let's go)
Fuck shootin' out the car, we gon' get closer (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
My ice shinin' you bettеr not take a step closer (No, no)
Trеat that lil' bitch like my main but I won't post her (No, no)
I'm on Knowles Avenue, that's where I post up (Yeah, yeah, Knowles Ave)
Big birds, bitch, I'm a vulture (Gang, gang, let's go)
"I think Doe Beezy a ho," you must be coked up (Doe Beezy, boom)
Get you whacked with my feet kicked up, bitch, I'm Sosa (Doe Beezy, Doe Beezy)
Youngin' got the block hot, he popped out with that toaster (Brr, brr)
On your block in all-black but he ain't throwin' folks up (You think I'm playin')
Run the game, see 'em (See 'em)
Wouldn't wanna be him (No, no)
Money famous, bitches, groupies, it go down in my DM (Let's go)
All that talkin' on the 'Gram got laid down 'cause of DM (Brr)
Spray from AM to the PM, prolly kill a nigga B.M. (Goddamn)
Everybody get it, don't care who was there (Don't care who was, no, no)
Computer thuggin' 'til we spin him like computer chairs (Skrrt, boom, boom)
I can't trust a soul, I don't know who'll tell (Who'll tell, yeah)
My niggas demons, give no fuck, they gon' be cool in here (Oh, really? Gang, gang, gang, gang)