Doughnuts
Now what I'm saying...
Nigga just got some shit on his chest I gotta get off
Niggaz think they know me
Nigga you don't know me nigga...
Hood full of criminals
Niggaz smoking weed like it's vitamins and minerals
Gunshots going on off in 30 minute intervals
Whole click of soldiers riding for they generals
I don't do subliminals I bring it to him direct
City that I'm from we bust choppers like it's Iraq
Slugs spray the air like potpourri not the lilac
Hit ya top it open on ya lap like a iMac
Where you wanna die at
Murder you then fly back
Don't get ya life snatched
It ain't nothing you can buy back
Hate one me I'll blow up like a clothes store dye pack
Wet ya like the water when it splash on a kayak
Try to ride on me bitch and get ya ride hijacked
Haters catch blues fuck with me and get they eye black
Fiends smoke rocks I cook the work and tell 'em buy that
Mix the baking soda with the base like a hi-hat
Hate on me ha-ha
Slide you like the cha-cha
Piss on yo parade if you talk a lot of caca
You a fake I'm being frank like Sinatra
My guns sing so much just call my Glocks opera
Flow so notorious but I ain't Big Poppa
Smoke ganja more than any bomboclaatt rasta
House of horrors mi casa su casa
Bet I spill ya Prego when bullets hit ya pasta
Room full of haters
Stomach full of butterflies
Hand on the 4-5
Kill or be killed otherwise
Hoes love me I'm fuckin' em like I love they lies
Hard to cut to the chase using some butterknives
If niggaz keep hating I'm a react
Bloclub Entertainment we back
I'm pimpin' in a c-lac
My hoes selling pussy like a d-pack
Her buns get the cheese like a b-mac
Thug Life addict took a break I'm bout to relapse
Yeah I'm from the Damus so I don't do the 3 daps
Bitch I'm from Detroit I know my city like 3 maps
The life I rap about I live and breathe it like c-paps
You might wanna reconsider hating on me so much
Hard to reproduce when bullets nickname you no-nuts
Flow celibate meaning I gives no fucks
I point the guns up and slugs like like 4 ducks
Pull the gauge out and hit yo broke ass with 4 bucks
Said he was a gangsta all he heard from me is so-what's
Fuck who they wit' I gives a shit like 4 butts
Fuck with me I'll put some holes in them like some doughnuts
Nigga just got some shit on his chest I gotta get off
Niggaz think they know me
Nigga you don't know me nigga...
Hood full of criminals
Niggaz smoking weed like it's vitamins and minerals
Gunshots going on off in 30 minute intervals
Whole click of soldiers riding for they generals
I don't do subliminals I bring it to him direct
City that I'm from we bust choppers like it's Iraq
Slugs spray the air like potpourri not the lilac
Hit ya top it open on ya lap like a iMac
Where you wanna die at
Murder you then fly back
Don't get ya life snatched
It ain't nothing you can buy back
Hate one me I'll blow up like a clothes store dye pack
Wet ya like the water when it splash on a kayak
Try to ride on me bitch and get ya ride hijacked
Haters catch blues fuck with me and get they eye black
Fiends smoke rocks I cook the work and tell 'em buy that
Mix the baking soda with the base like a hi-hat
Hate on me ha-ha
Slide you like the cha-cha
Piss on yo parade if you talk a lot of caca
You a fake I'm being frank like Sinatra
My guns sing so much just call my Glocks opera
Flow so notorious but I ain't Big Poppa
Smoke ganja more than any bomboclaatt rasta
House of horrors mi casa su casa
Bet I spill ya Prego when bullets hit ya pasta
Room full of haters
Stomach full of butterflies
Hand on the 4-5
Kill or be killed otherwise
Hoes love me I'm fuckin' em like I love they lies
Hard to cut to the chase using some butterknives
If niggaz keep hating I'm a react
Bloclub Entertainment we back
I'm pimpin' in a c-lac
My hoes selling pussy like a d-pack
Her buns get the cheese like a b-mac
Thug Life addict took a break I'm bout to relapse
Yeah I'm from the Damus so I don't do the 3 daps
Bitch I'm from Detroit I know my city like 3 maps
The life I rap about I live and breathe it like c-paps
You might wanna reconsider hating on me so much
Hard to reproduce when bullets nickname you no-nuts
Flow celibate meaning I gives no fucks
I point the guns up and slugs like like 4 ducks
Pull the gauge out and hit yo broke ass with 4 bucks
Said he was a gangsta all he heard from me is so-what's
Fuck who they wit' I gives a shit like 4 butts
Fuck with me I'll put some holes in them like some doughnuts
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Omarr Price, Benji Yang
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