Doley (feat. Quincy Owns)
It's just me and my woww wait
It's just me and my woww wait
It's just me and my woww wait
It's just me and my ahh
Your boy Mack ABM for life
Bvlly gang forever ahh
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them B****
Well baby that was the old me
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them bitches
Well baby that was the old me
It's just me on my doley
Remember what you told me
You will never leave me lonely
Now I'm solely I was just getting cozy
Now it's the cold me you ain't believe me
When I told you I was with the homies
But it's cool though tryna be your number uno
You don't even speak no spanish be your papi chulo
And if i gotta kick koodo as long as you know
You suppose to be my ride or die you ain't no two door
But I don't stress them I just move on to the next one
She wanna play cool the cheques come kick it like Beckham
She could tell that im loyal the way I rep my section
Them other N***** stirred you wrong until you misdirected
She got lost looking for love at the intersection
She threw her heart without a intentions I just intercepted
I'm sick of riding on my lonely so if your tryna be little homie
Here's my number go ahead and call me it's Mack
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them bitches
Well baby that was the old me
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them bitches
Well baby that was the old me
You wanna be Kylie
You want me to be
Your cactus jack
I don't know if
I'm going to do it love
Mask on i heard a rumor
How you know this man kind
You damn fine you remember
What happened last time
That's why i'm on my doley
I don't fear this coregy
Nobody can control me
Turn me back to the old me
Ticking time bomb no rollie
Face call good grill no mick foley ye
Don't confuse me for rocky
You like the chaos just stop it
Excel when it's on me
No that ain't for me
I'm the calm before
We in love with this art of war
Always on point we know where's the door
Cuz to my core you ruined report
Now i'm going to explore no need to restore
Cuz to my core you ruined report
Now i'm finna explore no need to restore
On my doley
It's just me and my woww wait
It's just me and my woww wait
It's just me and my ahh
Your boy Mack ABM for life
Bvlly gang forever ahh
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them B****
Well baby that was the old me
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them bitches
Well baby that was the old me
It's just me on my doley
Remember what you told me
You will never leave me lonely
Now I'm solely I was just getting cozy
Now it's the cold me you ain't believe me
When I told you I was with the homies
But it's cool though tryna be your number uno
You don't even speak no spanish be your papi chulo
And if i gotta kick koodo as long as you know
You suppose to be my ride or die you ain't no two door
But I don't stress them I just move on to the next one
She wanna play cool the cheques come kick it like Beckham
She could tell that im loyal the way I rep my section
Them other N***** stirred you wrong until you misdirected
She got lost looking for love at the intersection
She threw her heart without a intentions I just intercepted
I'm sick of riding on my lonely so if your tryna be little homie
Here's my number go ahead and call me it's Mack
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them bitches
Well baby that was the old me
It's just me on my doley
Like which homie
You talking like you crodi
Oh what you know me
You could find me on my doley
Me and my poley
I was running with them bitches
Well baby that was the old me
You wanna be Kylie
You want me to be
Your cactus jack
I don't know if
I'm going to do it love
Mask on i heard a rumor
How you know this man kind
You damn fine you remember
What happened last time
That's why i'm on my doley
I don't fear this coregy
Nobody can control me
Turn me back to the old me
Ticking time bomb no rollie
Face call good grill no mick foley ye
Don't confuse me for rocky
You like the chaos just stop it
Excel when it's on me
No that ain't for me
I'm the calm before
We in love with this art of war
Always on point we know where's the door
Cuz to my core you ruined report
Now i'm going to explore no need to restore
Cuz to my core you ruined report
Now i'm finna explore no need to restore
On my doley
Credits
Writer(s): Mack Dizzle
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