DOOM (feat. ZEKE AR)
Trying to test me right now motherfucker
Trying to get to you you
Fin a call me mew two
Cause I'm crazy who knew?
Give that bitch some new wounds
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Give that bitch some doom doom
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Try to correct me
Going to get messy
John Wick, test me
Shot down, any
I don't think anybody want to find out when i go insane
Full magazine I spray
Fucking up your day
Yeah I'm fucking up your day
Send that bitch to heaven
Left him
He's the one that threatened
Peasant
Shot the ones that's stepping
Weapon
In my hands is venom
Tempted
To kill everybody that question
Sweating
Exorcism of myself, repping
Reckon
They want to test me to see if wrecking
Cretins
Tell me if you want to find out
I don't really give a fuck so cry now
My music in supply now
Head bopping till they die now
All the ones I dropped I count
Keep spitting they permanently lie down
They know I'm king, so I'm crowned
Too crazy and it's gonna be lights out
Light out
Yeah I spit it with ease
Everybody really want it when its coming from me
Serving them beef
Cause they're hungry fucking vultures all they want is to eat
So when we finally do greet
They bring guns, but my tongue is the one making them dance at their feet
Got them admitting defeat
I be eating those pussies up and they get it the least
I be getting the green
They be getting the greed
Cause all these motherfuckers trying to get it from me
Trying to critique
But my flows come from T9 I make them deceased
Hip hop
Make them see god even if they don't believe
Trying to get to you you
Fin a call me mew two
Cause I'm crazy who knew?
Give that bitch some new wounds
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Give that bitch some doom doom
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Said give that bitch some doom doom
You know I give what I give
And you get what you get
I'm sick of you complaining
Hop in a scat man I'm zooming
Take it to Tarron and we get to dooming
Put it in auto but they ain't tuning
I know your watching
I know your turned in
Take it right round, boom bap with that booming
Can you see your face?
Big man you foolish
Look at it, smooth flow like butter
To make a play, got to plan, let's huddle
Say you got fans, but hate is subtle
Don't understand how the words get muddled
Little kid know how to push my buttons
Step on the scene, step out of bubble
Stepping like Peppa Pig in puddles
Stepping like big man, making him stutter
What the hell going on?
I'm seeing doom
Looking at this?
What does it do?
Big man right there, like keep your cool
Flow gets hot I keep it cool
Don't care about fame or a case
Rubbing out status, erase it
Rewind time like a facelift
Taking it round man, I keep it real I don't got time to be fake
Yeah, no time to be fake
You know how I play
So fuck out my face
Look at my wrist, like money bag yo I got that time today
Yeah got the time today
Stepping to me a landmime ok
Boom
Trying to get to you you
Fin a call me mew two
Cause I'm crazy who knew
Give that kid some doom doom
Said give that kid some doom doom
Give that kid some doom doom
Give that kid some doom doom
Oh damn
Give him doom
Trying to get to you you
Fin a call me mew two
Cause I'm crazy who knew?
Give that bitch some new wounds
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Give that bitch some doom doom
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Try to correct me
Going to get messy
John Wick, test me
Shot down, any
I don't think anybody want to find out when i go insane
Full magazine I spray
Fucking up your day
Yeah I'm fucking up your day
Send that bitch to heaven
Left him
He's the one that threatened
Peasant
Shot the ones that's stepping
Weapon
In my hands is venom
Tempted
To kill everybody that question
Sweating
Exorcism of myself, repping
Reckon
They want to test me to see if wrecking
Cretins
Tell me if you want to find out
I don't really give a fuck so cry now
My music in supply now
Head bopping till they die now
All the ones I dropped I count
Keep spitting they permanently lie down
They know I'm king, so I'm crowned
Too crazy and it's gonna be lights out
Light out
Yeah I spit it with ease
Everybody really want it when its coming from me
Serving them beef
Cause they're hungry fucking vultures all they want is to eat
So when we finally do greet
They bring guns, but my tongue is the one making them dance at their feet
Got them admitting defeat
I be eating those pussies up and they get it the least
I be getting the green
They be getting the greed
Cause all these motherfuckers trying to get it from me
Trying to critique
But my flows come from T9 I make them deceased
Hip hop
Make them see god even if they don't believe
Trying to get to you you
Fin a call me mew two
Cause I'm crazy who knew?
Give that bitch some new wounds
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Give that bitch some doom doom
Ay
Give that bitch some doom doom
Said give that bitch some doom doom
You know I give what I give
And you get what you get
I'm sick of you complaining
Hop in a scat man I'm zooming
Take it to Tarron and we get to dooming
Put it in auto but they ain't tuning
I know your watching
I know your turned in
Take it right round, boom bap with that booming
Can you see your face?
Big man you foolish
Look at it, smooth flow like butter
To make a play, got to plan, let's huddle
Say you got fans, but hate is subtle
Don't understand how the words get muddled
Little kid know how to push my buttons
Step on the scene, step out of bubble
Stepping like Peppa Pig in puddles
Stepping like big man, making him stutter
What the hell going on?
I'm seeing doom
Looking at this?
What does it do?
Big man right there, like keep your cool
Flow gets hot I keep it cool
Don't care about fame or a case
Rubbing out status, erase it
Rewind time like a facelift
Taking it round man, I keep it real I don't got time to be fake
Yeah, no time to be fake
You know how I play
So fuck out my face
Look at my wrist, like money bag yo I got that time today
Yeah got the time today
Stepping to me a landmime ok
Boom
Trying to get to you you
Fin a call me mew two
Cause I'm crazy who knew
Give that kid some doom doom
Said give that kid some doom doom
Give that kid some doom doom
Give that kid some doom doom
Oh damn
Give him doom
Credits
Writer(s): Tarron Moore
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