Doister

This how we do it man
Fuck this shit man
Let’s get it

We out in the streets and we sellin’ hella bags
I don’t fuck with the fags cuz i’m beating up they ass
Beating up they ass and they dropping out of class
And i’m on the dash, they on the dash cuz they all scared of me
They’re scared, they wanna get away, cuz i’ll hit em with they AK and you willl be left dead, in the hay
And you will be down, gonna pound on your bitch and you’re bae ( ay)
I do the same thing every day
I don’t give a fuck about your man anyway (ay)
Smoking pounds, smoking ounces, to the ground
I will never frown cuz i’m always lifted up in the sky man
I’m just gifted, it’s a gifted [pound?] smoking like i’m dead in the dead in the head (ay)
And i don’t give a fuck about what you ever say (ay)
Bout to get hit in the head, got a thousand rounds bout to take this shit to town man, cuz i beat they asses to the fucking ground
Ay ay ay ay ay 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 bitches on my dick i’m gonna be in heaven
Run up through to 6 bout to go to 7
We gonna be on another level
Smoking with the devil (ay)
They will never be ready, cuz i’m coming steady and i’m packing serious M’s bae
Fucking serious, I don’t give a fuck about what i’m doing cuz they not mysterious
Bout to fuck her anyday, got a good bitch everyday
Ay and i’m doing this same thing evey damn day for thirteen years straight
Pull up to the crib pack you hella spliff then [bow out?] with your whip (ay)
Making millions, making trillions, millions and i don’t really care cuz i’m winning
And we in the studio (ay)
And the ESM shit and i’m boutta fuck another bitch
When I dip, find me off [?]
Man it’s lit ay ay it’s lit lit lit
Man hit it is lit lit
Get hit with the stick man ay ay
I don’t give a fuck what you ever said man
I’m off and grounding cuz i’m just a kind man
Ay