DOA

[Chorus]
Steady geekin', I feel like I only got me, but I'm walkin' around with a hitter
I could care less 'bout a label
Niggas be pussy, only around 'cause they dishing it out
How you slidin' for me?
You ain't slide for yourself
Know they hate that I'm winnin', I'm proud of myself
And bitches get shot too, everything been dead
Winter Da Brat need to shut up or give head
Learned how to drive, I was swervin'
23 shots in my lap, like, “Who wanna die?”
And I'm still smoking on Raymond, know they be mad he went out in the car like Rah
Beam on the gun, don't chase him
Really don't care if he run, hе still get fried
D-DOA this, DOA that, nigga, get off my DOA dick

[Verse]
Nеver did shit for your block, claiming you Drilly, but them niggas claiming you not
How many niggas got shot?
Boy, you a dummy, you think I ain't spinning for mines
Still gotta stick to the plan, I need me a couple of M's, I been runnin' through bands
Cruisin' around in a Wraith when it's sunny, t-two guns tryna blaze on a bunny (A-Aye Nxrre)
Nesty a bitch, on his knees screaming, “YGK”
You thought I forgot, but I didn't
F-Flash wanna diss, but he never gonna spin through my way
So I rolled up his mother and lit it
A-And I'm smoking on DudeyLo pops
Double-GK, JT in a box
Murda G needa stay off the sticks
E-Wuu just rappin' and do what he told to
Got a whole lot of shots for lil MDot, do 'em like Yeesh, tryna give him a chest shot
MDub block to my dick, still ain't gon' spin
Money Matt up in a spliff
L-L-Look, Brodie got rich, then we got sticks, walkin' around wit' FNs
True to my block, I ain't changing for shit
JBSleeze you a bitch, free dyke had you ducking in Lyft
Still shooting for 40Kal
Lil Unchi just talking, you look like a fucking clown
And this nigga all talk, he don't really want war, if I slide to your door where you running now?

[Chorus]
Steady geekin', I feel like I only got me, but I'm walkin' around with a hitter
I could care less 'bout a label
Niggas be pussy, only around 'cause they dishing it out
How you slidin' for me?
You ain't slide for yourself
Know they hate that I'm winnin', I'm proud of myself
And bitches get shot too, everything been dead
Winter Da Brat need to shut up or give head
Learned how to drive, I was swervin'
23 shots in my lap, like, “Who wanna die?”
And I'm still smoking on Raymond, know they be mad he went out in the car like Rah
Beam on the gun, don't chase him
Really don't care if he run, he still get fried
D-DOA this, DOA that, nigga, get off my DOA dick