Doin Dat

[Intro]
(Nick on the track)

[Verse 1: DC2Trill]
Finna walk up in the trap and bust a pint down
Nigga should live in the circus, he be trapping with clowns (Dig?)
I was broke, fucked up, but now I travel now (I was broke)
Fuck around the trigger, I pull up in Acura, blow 'em down
Make these bitches do acrobatics when the ones hit the ground (Dig?)
Lil’ Moe, where them niggas that was dissing? Shit, they dying now
Do 'em cold just like December
Sad opps, cry me a river (Me a river)
I'm with the gang, don’t fuck with niggas
He gon' leave with bullets in him
I told Zelly just earlier today, "Fuck these niggas" (Fuck 'em)
Pull up, cash out in the 'Rari, that's a light flex (Light flex)
Niggas claiming bodies they ain't catch, but we ain't like that
I am not a homewrecker, tell him get his wife back

[Chorus: Zelly Ocho]
(Know my name, bitch)
Yeah, running through the check, you know we doing that, yeah
He can't shoot back, he tried shooting back, yeah
I’m in LA and I got stupid pack
The bitch said I was dead, well, now I got some stupid racks, yeah
What the fuck you doing? Why you doing that? Yeah
I just spent ten on some stupid shit, yeah
DC came with the Wock’, it had the seal in, yeah
It's different in the city, I be fucking twins, yeah

[Verse 2: Zelly Ocho]
It’s different with the gang 'cause that's my fucking kin
I just took a doctor pill, waiting for it to kick in
My brother got the compact, he making that shit blend in
I used to pull the plug out, now I'm getting plugged in

[Verse 3: DC2Trill]
This bitch look like Tracee Ellis Ross, but she not my girlfriend (Yep)
Chalk it up, take your lil’ loss, so you can win then (Gotta dig it)
If if was a fifth, pussy nigga, you would be a drunk man (Yeah)
Nigga hoed you out up at the stu', he's a bitch man
I attract to old-ass drank just like a fucking magnet (Phew)
Nigga tryna steal my lil' style, fuck it, you can have it (Phew)
Bitch, you can suck my dick all around the house, but you better not go in my cabinet (Yeah)
Know if I flash these lil' rolls, she gon' bust it gladly
I know I don't look shit like now, but I got bad habits
I know Percs, go to the strip club, I be ass-grabbing (Dig?)
Niggas be really broke as fuck, please stay in your lane
Chopper leave a nigga hunchback just like Notre Dame (Dig?)

[Interlude: DC2Trill]
Yeah, old flunkie-ass nigga
Like, like, for real, like
You became street when you was nineteen, nigga, you was a motherfucking hipster nigga growing up, nigga
Old flavorless-ass niggas
Stay in your fucking lane, fool
2T shit, nigga
Yeah

[Chorus: Zelly Ocho]
(Know my name, bitch)
Yeah, running through the check, you know we doing that, yeah
He can't shoot back, he tried shooting back, yeah
I'm in LA and I got stupid pack
The bitch said I was dead, well, now I got some stupid racks, yeah
What the fuck you doing? Why you doing that? Yeah
I just spent ten on some stupid shit, yeah
DC came with the Wock', it had the seal in, yeah
It's different in the city, I be fucking twins