Dat My Sh!t
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That shit, Pass it
Thot shit, Bop bitch
Talk too much, Need a punch
Captain Crunch, Weed for lunch
Smoking the scene, Cali trees
Clear my dome, Mr Clean
Bees know, I'm the knees
Don't hang with, A, B, Cs
In my circle, only Gs
Haters really make me sick
Moving fast, Moving quick
Hustling got me sweaty
Drinking Water and taking sips
I'm ready to explore
Planes are ready, on the strips
They know me as Dora
Yeah, you see me taking trips
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
Needa get out the hood and make 4-5 figures
Cus I don't want to be my own grave digger
Shot my mans down and they became dinner
Thots becoming more naughty
Stressed out here, pour me a shottie
Tapped ass niggas, please go see a shrink
Niggas get locked up in the eye of a blink
Asking my niggas, what was you thinking?
Y'all are my dawgs, let that sink in
Crazy outside, need to stop linking
Fucking my brain up, it keep on stinging
Stressing here, smoking my Runtz
Not enough, smoke big blunts
Stop chasing clout and em stunts
Really look like a dunce
See me working my jeans
Hustler, it's in my genes
Please don't make a scene
While I'll get this green
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That shit, Pass it
Thot shit, Bop bitch
Talk too much, Need a punch
Captain Crunch, Weed for lunch
Smoking the scene, Cali trees
Clear my dome, Mr Clean
Bees know, I'm the knees
Don't hang with, A, B, Cs
In my circle, only Gs
Haters really make me sick
Moving fast, Moving quick
Hustling got me sweaty
Drinking Water and taking sips
I'm ready to explore
Planes are ready, on the strips
They know me as Dora
Yeah, you see me taking trips
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
Needa get out the hood and make 4-5 figures
Cus I don't want to be my own grave digger
Shot my mans down and they became dinner
Thots becoming more naughty
Stressed out here, pour me a shottie
Tapped ass niggas, please go see a shrink
Niggas get locked up in the eye of a blink
Asking my niggas, what was you thinking?
Y'all are my dawgs, let that sink in
Crazy outside, need to stop linking
Fucking my brain up, it keep on stinging
Stressing here, smoking my Runtz
Not enough, smoke big blunts
Stop chasing clout and em stunts
Really look like a dunce
See me working my jeans
Hustler, it's in my genes
Please don't make a scene
While I'll get this green
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Talk yuh shit
Talk yuh shit
That My Shit
That My Shit
Credits
Writer(s): D.j Abraham
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