Doomsday
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaha
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talkin to you
Yeah
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Think you can fight don't try
Play with your life you'll die
Might go by suicide when you sit and realize its
Doomsday
Uh
Youngin was so independent
He had to grow up and get it
Cause it was no other option
Was either that or the coffin
So he said lets get it poppin
Life was under control
But he gripped the strap
And he lost it
I'm tryna tell you all your friends is not your friends boy
Real ones move in silence
Yours be making too much damn noise
Talkin tough on twitter get you shot up with the fam or
Get somebody missin
Somewhere tied up in a van boy so listen to me
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Think you can fight don't try
Play with your life you'll die
Might go by suicide when you sit and realize its
Doomsday
No friends I ride with all my fuckin brothers now
Straight through all the darkness
Chasin dough until the sun come out
Yeah you could say we huntin
For the bag
Niggas hatin
Shit is sad
Bitches chase us
In the jag
Then get naked
So they mad
Now I see y'all got a lot of female tendencies
So imma up the dick
To find out if you pussies menstrual bleed
My family pack a bunch of K's
You'd think I married Kimberly
Man please just listen closely
I don't think y'all really feeling me
You
Think you can fight don't try(yeah)
Play with your life you'll die(yeah)
Might go by suicide (Kole)
When you sit and realize it's
Doomsday
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaha
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaha
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talkin to you
Yeah
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Think you can fight don't try
Play with your life you'll die
Might go by suicide when you sit and realize its
Doomsday
Uh
Youngin was so independent
He had to grow up and get it
Cause it was no other option
Was either that or the coffin
So he said lets get it poppin
Life was under control
But he gripped the strap
And he lost it
I'm tryna tell you all your friends is not your friends boy
Real ones move in silence
Yours be making too much damn noise
Talkin tough on twitter get you shot up with the fam or
Get somebody missin
Somewhere tied up in a van boy so listen to me
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Pussy boy you want a problem
What it do
Why you look like that
When I'm talking to you
If you walk up on them dogs you'll turn to food
You gone be doomed
You gone be doomed
Think you can fight don't try
Play with your life you'll die
Might go by suicide when you sit and realize its
Doomsday
No friends I ride with all my fuckin brothers now
Straight through all the darkness
Chasin dough until the sun come out
Yeah you could say we huntin
For the bag
Niggas hatin
Shit is sad
Bitches chase us
In the jag
Then get naked
So they mad
Now I see y'all got a lot of female tendencies
So imma up the dick
To find out if you pussies menstrual bleed
My family pack a bunch of K's
You'd think I married Kimberly
Man please just listen closely
I don't think y'all really feeling me
You
Think you can fight don't try(yeah)
Play with your life you'll die(yeah)
Might go by suicide (Kole)
When you sit and realize it's
Doomsday
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaaaaa
La laaaaha
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Writer(s): Charles Coleman
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