D.T.A

We gon' hop out the Chevy
Carry a blade on me, swing like machete
Leaking that sauce like a noodle, spaghetti
Whipping that white but ain't talkin'
bout Betty
I feel like a doctor the way I serve the medi
I carry that wap but ain't talkin' bout Fetty
I'm pausing the game and I'm changing the settings
I'm keep in' it real but ain't talkin' no netting

Totin' a stick I might blow that boy back
Gucci my duffle, LV on her bag
My demons they coming, I'm fighting them back
Rod wave, roll up fingers they fat
Rod wave, got my pockets on fat
And his bitch on my page tryna ask for my snap
Put 34 in em he lookin' like Shaq
And he smokin' that venom his lungs turning black
That pussy want beef so I gave it to em
Had to pull up on him and I did it to em'
Yea we stomped that boy out and overdid it
And he flexin' that bread but it's counterfeited
Jordan's on me and the retrofitted
Fuckin' that bitch only take a minute
I got that cheese I don't need a ticket
Hackin' yo phone you don't gotta brick it

We gon' hop out the Chevy
Carry a blade on me, swing like machete
Leaking that sauce like a noodle, spaghetti
Whipping that white but ain't talkin'
bout Betty
I feel like a doctor the way I serve the medi
I carry that wap but ain't talkin' bout Fetty
I'm pausing the game and I'm changing the settings
I'm keep in' it real but ain't talkin' no netting
We gon' hop out the Chevy
Carry a blade on me, swing like machete
Leaking that sauce like a noodle, spaghetti
Whipping that white but ain't talkin'
bout Betty
I feel like a doctor the way I serve the medi
I carry that wap but ain't talkin' bout Fetty
I'm pausing the game and I'm changing the settings
I'm keep in' it real but ain't talkin' no netting

I'm blowin' a breeze and sipping an Natty
We upon' the Anti and downing the Addy
And bitch wanna fuck but that hoe is too ratty
No NBA but I keep me some aim
Controlling the elements I feel like Aang
Puffin exotic, yea straight to the face
And boy got corona cause he got no taste
Put a shot in that boy, lil boy I can't tase
That pussy want beef turn that boy to filas
And that boy is a chicken, not talkin "
Fila
And his bitch wanna fuck but she out in LA
Sell a nude to a simp, but for me I don't pay
I go on the web and type in they name

We gon' hop out the Chevy
Carry a blade on me, swing like machete
Leaking that sauce like a noodle, spaghetti
Whipping that white but ain't talkin'
bout Betty
I feel like a doctor the way I serve the medi
I carry that wap but ain't talkin' bout Fetty
I'm pausing the game and I'm changing the settings
I'm keep in' it real but ain't talkin' no netting
We gon' hop out the Chevy
Carry a blade on me, swing like machete
Leaking that sauce like a noodle, spaghetti
Whipping that white but ain't talkin'
bout Betty
I feel like a doctor the way I serve the medi
I carry that wap but ain't talkin' bout Fetty
I'm pausing the game and I'm changing the settings
I'm keep in' it real but ain't talkin' no netting



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Writer(s): Malik Bouissi
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