lirik lagu doe boy - set it off
[intro: doe boy]
(what’s happening chi chi?)
(foreverolling)
rubberband money gang, n~gga
we don’t got no limit
we gon’ take that sh~t n~gga, f~ck you talking ’bout n~gga
f~ck, it’s up
and n~ggas hoes
[verse 1: g herbo]
beezy told me set it off, you already know
got my glock in, i’ll let it off, you already know
ain’t gon’ let n0body play with me, y’all n~ggas hoes
if you talking street sh~t on the net, y’all n~ggas told
pop up in your city, hit the club rocking all rolls
i like putting a lot of ice on ’cause my heart cold
and g herbo keep that heat on, but my heart cold
stomach full but i’ll eat y’all, ’cause my heart cold
[verse 2: doe boy]
tried to keep it a secret, why you tell the world we beefing?
told ’em everything but forget to tell ’em the real rеason
what’s~his~name k!lled your man, yeah, you know hе a real demon
stood over, i’m still squeezing, demon, glizzy still preaching though
that’s just how we talk to n~ggas, we don’t give no speeches
is you really gon’ shoot it, i don’t give a f~ck if you keep it, ho
bl!cky got a beam and scope, up on the opps, but who keeping score?
bullets hit his body, his insides look like pizza rolls
[verse 3: g herbo]
no bap, we gon’ get him gone, we just need his lo’
hit my og on the phone, tell him bring my pole
did a hit, i ain’t talking song, they don’t even know
lil’ bro act like [?] say he want his soul
i was trapping, both my parents home, i just wanted clothes
burner tried to pay me for a verse but i just wanted bows
if a n~gga living what he rapping ’bout, i’m one of those
pull a trigger, hit his face, his family want his coffin closed
[verse 4: doe boy]
his family want his coffin closed
old n~gga sneak dissing, how the f~ck you dissing and wearing my clothes
mwah, come here baby, share my hoes but i won’t share my pole
ricky owens on, you better not step on my toes
said he outside, but he ain’t been seen lately
she said she for me, nah, you for the team, baby
feel like i’m getting washed up, ain’t made a n~gga bleed lately
his lil’ brother wanna play hardball, get dead like g, baby (oh really)
i’m with the sh~ts, play, you gon’ learn
me and herb arguing who gon’ k!ll ’em, hold on swerve, wait your turn
[interlude: doe boy & g herbo]
d~mn, drunk~ass b~tch, let me shoot the n~gga in his face, f~ck him
you a ho, huh
[verse 5: g herbo]
f~ck it then, let’s over~do ’em, we could both do ’em
it don’t count unless you run up on ’em, get up close to ’em
i’m that n~gga, i’m a boss now, got too much influence
i could easily have my cousins do ’em, have my brother do ’em
when i was in traffic, it was cracking then, it was a bunch of shooters
you ain’t gang gang, you couldn’t hang with us, we was like f~ck recruiting
when that rain came, here to maintain, and i changed lanes, let my chains hang
went through real pain, you a p~ssy boy, we ain’t the same thing
[outro: g herbo & doe boy]
on foe’nem, uh, we ain’t like y’all, we don’t like y’all
yeah, on foe’nem, keep playing, p~ssy
swerve, big swerve
oh really, big oh really
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