Hit My Lil Dance (feat. Doley) [Remix]
Aye, Yuh, Yuh, Aye, Aye
You ain't never break a scale tryna bag a thousand grams
You ain't never drop a song and have these b****** sound like fans
You ain't never seen the cops and pass that blicky to ya mans
Have you ever had a homie you would never see again?
I might take some pictures of her make that bitch start Only Fans
If her nigga get to tweaking bake a cake just for her man
And my homie f**** with percs' but I was the one that was taking xans'
I'm two stepping with the devil watch me hit my little dance
And I don't give a f*** about nothing else except chasing them bands
And like he was tryna get drunk I got 10 shots straight for ya mans
I seen they dropped a lambo truck i'm tryna put it in my plans
They way she kissing on my d*** i'm thinking 'she came outta France'
I just been getting my money right I don't know why these n***** hate
But since he wanna act like food I guess we put 'em on a plate
I got some hollows in my Taurus treat ya body like a steak
And I be on point in this forest n***** die for they mistakes
And we was bagging up the nugs, and we was smoking all the shake
And it was Me, Dan, Dalvyn, Chino Bang up late
I don't want not fake chain need my shit water like a lake
And if he acting like an ape I guess we make him go extinct
And I been getting to the money n**** what the f*** you think
She said she know he p**** good cause it be leaky like a sink
I had to put my fingers in it to make sure that it don't stink
You better keep your eyes open 'cause they'll pull it 'fore you blink
You ain't never break a scale tryna bag a thousand grams
You ain't never drop a song and have these b****** sound like fans
You ain't never seen the cops and pass that blicky to ya mans
Have you ever had a homie you would never see again?
I might take some pictures of her make that bitch start Only Fans
If her nigga get to tweaking bake a cake just for her man
And my homie f**** with percs' but I was the one that was taking xans'
I'm two stepping with the devil watch me hit my little dance
Doley The One and Only
I'm two steppin' with the devil
Still got it in my pants
That n**** get stepped on like he a ant
Broke and he tight I just don't understand it
We be the n***** who take all the chances
They be the n***** who wait on advances
Think ufc when I up it and slam him
I got a blicky remind me of Francis
Poppin a cap till I can't stand
A trip or a trace it gimme the answers
He want a 16 give him a stanza
Still goin harder than what he got planned up
Aye
I jump right in the jungle and got me a mink
I extendo' the clip and extended his blink
She wan' f*** off the Molly I call it a kink
We was pushin' the p get more bread than u think
Got to pourin' up heavy I'm falling asleep
Let her wake up to me I'm the man of her dreams
Now I love psilocybin I might be a feen'
Need a pack with the purple I'm good off the green
This shit easy to aim I just look at the beam
She wan' fuck w the gang get lit w the team
If he act outta line we be making a scene
Get to hookin' his shit I be Doley Kareem
You ain't never break a scale tryna bag a thousand grams
You ain't never drop a song and have these b****** sound like fans
You ain't never seen the cops and pass that blicky to ya mans
Have you ever had a homie you would never see again?
I might take some pictures of her make that bitch start Only Fans
If her nigga get to tweaking bake a cake just for her man
And my homie f**** with percs' but I was the one that was taking xans'
I'm two stepping with the devil watch me hit my little dance
You ain't never break a scale tryna bag a thousand grams
You ain't never drop a song and have these b****** sound like fans
You ain't never seen the cops and pass that blicky to ya mans
Have you ever had a homie you would never see again?
I might take some pictures of her make that bitch start Only Fans
If her nigga get to tweaking bake a cake just for her man
And my homie f**** with percs' but I was the one that was taking xans'
I'm two stepping with the devil watch me hit my little dance
And I don't give a f*** about nothing else except chasing them bands
And like he was tryna get drunk I got 10 shots straight for ya mans
I seen they dropped a lambo truck i'm tryna put it in my plans
They way she kissing on my d*** i'm thinking 'she came outta France'
I just been getting my money right I don't know why these n***** hate
But since he wanna act like food I guess we put 'em on a plate
I got some hollows in my Taurus treat ya body like a steak
And I be on point in this forest n***** die for they mistakes
And we was bagging up the nugs, and we was smoking all the shake
And it was Me, Dan, Dalvyn, Chino Bang up late
I don't want not fake chain need my shit water like a lake
And if he acting like an ape I guess we make him go extinct
And I been getting to the money n**** what the f*** you think
She said she know he p**** good cause it be leaky like a sink
I had to put my fingers in it to make sure that it don't stink
You better keep your eyes open 'cause they'll pull it 'fore you blink
You ain't never break a scale tryna bag a thousand grams
You ain't never drop a song and have these b****** sound like fans
You ain't never seen the cops and pass that blicky to ya mans
Have you ever had a homie you would never see again?
I might take some pictures of her make that bitch start Only Fans
If her nigga get to tweaking bake a cake just for her man
And my homie f**** with percs' but I was the one that was taking xans'
I'm two stepping with the devil watch me hit my little dance
Doley The One and Only
I'm two steppin' with the devil
Still got it in my pants
That n**** get stepped on like he a ant
Broke and he tight I just don't understand it
We be the n***** who take all the chances
They be the n***** who wait on advances
Think ufc when I up it and slam him
I got a blicky remind me of Francis
Poppin a cap till I can't stand
A trip or a trace it gimme the answers
He want a 16 give him a stanza
Still goin harder than what he got planned up
Aye
I jump right in the jungle and got me a mink
I extendo' the clip and extended his blink
She wan' f*** off the Molly I call it a kink
We was pushin' the p get more bread than u think
Got to pourin' up heavy I'm falling asleep
Let her wake up to me I'm the man of her dreams
Now I love psilocybin I might be a feen'
Need a pack with the purple I'm good off the green
This shit easy to aim I just look at the beam
She wan' fuck w the gang get lit w the team
If he act outta line we be making a scene
Get to hookin' his shit I be Doley Kareem
You ain't never break a scale tryna bag a thousand grams
You ain't never drop a song and have these b****** sound like fans
You ain't never seen the cops and pass that blicky to ya mans
Have you ever had a homie you would never see again?
I might take some pictures of her make that bitch start Only Fans
If her nigga get to tweaking bake a cake just for her man
And my homie f**** with percs' but I was the one that was taking xans'
I'm two stepping with the devil watch me hit my little dance
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Writer(s): James Barnes
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