[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Rapper baby mama at the spot gettin’ her back broke (Uh)
All these pills I pop, what the fuck I’m gon’ relax for? (Uh)
Niggas be like, “Doe a bitch, but he got them racks, though”
All that sneak dissin’, that’s what fuck niggas get slapped for
Used to slide in minivans, now it’s Bentley coupes (Skrrt)
Never had shit, now these bitches choosin’ ’cause I got some Jimmy Choos (Mwah)
Boy, you better not start with my gang, they gon’ finish you (Gang, gang)
Just had a talk with God, told him, “Forgive me when I spin on dude” (Boom, boom)
Perkies got me tweakin’, nigga, I ain’t in the mood (Tweak, tweak, tweak)
I can’t dance, but my pistol can, I ain’t got no groove (Oh, really?)
Up a hundred in her face, damn, these bitches think I’m rude (Uh, uh, yeah)
I’ma rob him if he lackin’, hope that boy don’t think I’m cool (Fool)
They just let out Baby Shaq, he put a nigga on the news (Boom, boom)
Had Helmut Lang, slide on a rapper, knock him out his Louis shoes
If y’all pull up a hundred deep, then you gon’ leave with zero goons (Yeah)
You ain’t never struck the plug, you probably bust ’bout zero moves (Let’s go)
Ayy, all the slimes with me, they totin’ on big fifties
Three niggas with bodies inside this Benz with me (Skrrt)
I’m shootin’ when you see me, you best believe me (Boom, boom)
It’s hard to love a bitch, but this killing, that shit easy (Fool)
Youngin with an attitude, chopper twirl, it’s easy
Streets was screaming free me, pussies hope they keep me (Pussy)
Dig your partner up, nigga, bet he can’t say shit (Ha)
From East Cleveland, but I got some killers in Zone 6 (Freebandz gang)
Move these niggas out the way (Yeah), all these pussy niggas fake (Yeah)
Almost gave up on the BAPE, but I just got a pack from Drake (That’s crazy)
Better watch the way you talk ‘fore I start blastin’ in your face (Grrt)
Ain’t with the shits, boy, you a bitch, go put some lashes on your face, yeah (Fool)
Run up in your home, if I want it, then it’s gone (Let’s go)
Don’t wrestle, up the Glock, I’m not The Rock, these diamonds stone cold (Woo, woo)
I just fuck ’em, I don’t cuddle, I ain’t laying with no hoes
Put this pistol on your forehead, then I bang it on your dome (Like my bitch)
[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get in there), uh
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get, get in there)
Never been a ho, never been a scared nigga (Doe Beezy)
If I want him dead, shooters get in there, nigga (Boom, boom)
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get in there)
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get in, get in there)
Never back down, now I get in there, nigga (Doe Beezy)
Killers in that minivan, you ain’t with it, better not get in there, nigga
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Sit in there, bitch, I been in there
Doggy need some money on his books, I might put ten in there
Glizzy in the backpack, pop that F&N in there, bitch, quit playin’
I’m really movin’ them stamps, I never try to be them
Might fall the lord, Bum, hoodie smellin’ like weed
Hands smellin’ like dope, don’t shoot me another bean
Ain’t heard back from bro, they know me well in them stores
Not fives, nigga, we fours, but yeah, you get the picture
I fuck her, I never kiss her, I know her, I never mention her
Shit gon’ link up in CC, bitch, how you know I’m gettin’ busy?
The same reason you, yeah, I’m still duckin’, free Tez
I’m still duckin’ (Free them boys)
[Verse 3: BabyFace Ray]
Get in there, Fendi Winter gear, you ain’t got this (Yeah, yeah)
Hit the yams, your bitch in the Dawn, they both topless (Yeah, yeah)
Doe Beezy, that’s my nigga, I’m tied in with the Freeband Gang (Freebandz), yeah
Boys’ll hit your block, then slide back through, niggas better be playin’ dead
Your bitch, she got super, super head, that’s what my man said (Super head)
Don’t nothin’ beat the cross but double-cross, both on my pants leg
Let you know that I ain’t right, all these racks will keep her faithful (All these racks)
We was trapping with off-white, I got Off-Whites on my laces, yeah (No cap)
[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get in there), uh
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get, get in there)
Never been a ho, never been a scared nigga (Doe Beezy)
If I want him dead, shooters get in there, nigga (Fool)
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get in there)
Get in there, nigga, get in there, nigga (Get in, get in there)
Never back down, now I get in there, nigga (Doe Beezy)
Killers in the minivan, you ain’t with it, better not get in there, nigga (Oh, really?)
[Outro: Doe Boy]
Uh
Get in there, get in there
Get in there, get in there
Let’s go
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