Doordash (OMG)
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๐ ID: 25863209
๐ Lyrics
(Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit, lookin' through my story)
(Are you rich? You got stop doin' that)
(You want to fuckin' fight like, I'm not even motherfuckin' playin' with you, Benzo)
Hm, I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
I'm in the back feelin' good, smokin' a Backwood, in the bang of the back of the woods
Now you missin' your bro on somebody door, you'll get some get-back if you could
Yeah, if opp get to close on me, he wouldn't get back if he could
Cryin' on my phone 'bout a bitch on me, you want a bitch back, is you good?
Sometimes I really be askin' myself, do they really love me?
Ten times I thought about blastin' myself, man this shit get ugly
Nowadays, they wanna fuck me, back then they wouldn't hug me
How many Ks?, I need 40, when we spin, we won't need more (for that more piece)
More past nigga, better get on P, they gotta know we score fast
Bitches sent your lo', it's time to eat, drop shot, and DoorDash
Can't make diss songs, ain't got a pot to pee, these nigga poor sent
It's been ten times, fuck your spot on P, my niggas torn it
Fuck the airport, I'll go on the jet
Know I'll be rich, I was born to flex
You wanna fuck? I was born to have sex
Just met the bitch, I don't even know her like that
You don't know me, I'ma fold that Tec
Feel like I can kill all the force with this, huh
I ain't even rappin', just pourin' on this
It really be just on some porch shit
Yeah, ain't good at embracin' how I feel
But go crazy 'bout my pill
Skipped multiple ways, to sign my deal
Can't hang with that nigga, he fake
Up Gen, if he raise my chills
You can hang, but not my crib
You can stay, but not right here
You can stay, but not right here
Go crazy 'bout my pill (hm, hm)
You could stay, but not right here
You could babe, but not my chest
You could stay, but not my crib
Huh, I can't lie, I been goin' crazy
We can do business, but you gon' pay me
After this, I'm leavin' with your lady
Wan' introduce your son, be dissin', better tell them chill, after this, it's no baby
Blowin' up blick in a situation, I don't be full baby (huh, hm)
I'm gonna fold baby, get pussy and go crazy (hm, huh)
Get in that pussy, and go crazy, huh
Ain't no more past nigga, better get on P, 'cause they don't know we score fast
But we got another lo' on them, drop shot, and DoorDash
He standin' with that glizzy, you tote, like dissin' and you never spinned before
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bro said that he see my opp, huh, squeeze and let the bit' go
Hol' on, she want more, huh
Oh, I ain't know it was another one, huh, she want more, huh
Went on a drill, there was four of 'em, bro squeeze two more, huh
Damn, I ran outta shots, huh, they gon' go back to the block, huh
They ain't caught onto the plot, huh, we finna bone on they spot
Got a bad bitch at home, fan bitch, I dodged they twat'
Bad bitch, wan' hop on the bone, she gotta sit down and squat
Brrt, ay, ya fuck nigga gon' get another pound of that, nigga
We gon' keep puttin' y'all bitch-ass on the loop
Nigga, stop playin' with that, you know the fuck goin' on (Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit)
At the end of the day 2025, nigga we still alive, and y'all bitch-ass ain't (lookin' through my story)
(You rich? You gotta stop doin' that)
I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
(Are you rich? You got stop doin' that)
(You want to fuckin' fight like, I'm not even motherfuckin' playin' with you, Benzo)
Hm, I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
I'm in the back feelin' good, smokin' a Backwood, in the bang of the back of the woods
Now you missin' your bro on somebody door, you'll get some get-back if you could
Yeah, if opp get to close on me, he wouldn't get back if he could
Cryin' on my phone 'bout a bitch on me, you want a bitch back, is you good?
Sometimes I really be askin' myself, do they really love me?
Ten times I thought about blastin' myself, man this shit get ugly
Nowadays, they wanna fuck me, back then they wouldn't hug me
How many Ks?, I need 40, when we spin, we won't need more (for that more piece)
More past nigga, better get on P, they gotta know we score fast
Bitches sent your lo', it's time to eat, drop shot, and DoorDash
Can't make diss songs, ain't got a pot to pee, these nigga poor sent
It's been ten times, fuck your spot on P, my niggas torn it
Fuck the airport, I'll go on the jet
Know I'll be rich, I was born to flex
You wanna fuck? I was born to have sex
Just met the bitch, I don't even know her like that
You don't know me, I'ma fold that Tec
Feel like I can kill all the force with this, huh
I ain't even rappin', just pourin' on this
It really be just on some porch shit
Yeah, ain't good at embracin' how I feel
But go crazy 'bout my pill
Skipped multiple ways, to sign my deal
Can't hang with that nigga, he fake
Up Gen, if he raise my chills
You can hang, but not my crib
You can stay, but not right here
You can stay, but not right here
Go crazy 'bout my pill (hm, hm)
You could stay, but not right here
You could babe, but not my chest
You could stay, but not my crib
Huh, I can't lie, I been goin' crazy
We can do business, but you gon' pay me
After this, I'm leavin' with your lady
Wan' introduce your son, be dissin', better tell them chill, after this, it's no baby
Blowin' up blick in a situation, I don't be full baby (huh, hm)
I'm gonna fold baby, get pussy and go crazy (hm, huh)
Get in that pussy, and go crazy, huh
Ain't no more past nigga, better get on P, 'cause they don't know we score fast
But we got another lo' on them, drop shot, and DoorDash
He standin' with that glizzy, you tote, like dissin' and you never spinned before
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bro said that he see my opp, huh, squeeze and let the bit' go
Hol' on, she want more, huh
Oh, I ain't know it was another one, huh, she want more, huh
Went on a drill, there was four of 'em, bro squeeze two more, huh
Damn, I ran outta shots, huh, they gon' go back to the block, huh
They ain't caught onto the plot, huh, we finna bone on they spot
Got a bad bitch at home, fan bitch, I dodged they twat'
Bad bitch, wan' hop on the bone, she gotta sit down and squat
Brrt, ay, ya fuck nigga gon' get another pound of that, nigga
We gon' keep puttin' y'all bitch-ass on the loop
Nigga, stop playin' with that, you know the fuck goin' on (Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit)
At the end of the day 2025, nigga we still alive, and y'all bitch-ass ain't (lookin' through my story)
(You rich? You gotta stop doin' that)
I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.90] (Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit, lookin' through my story)
[00:02.85] (Are you rich? You got stop doin' that)
[00:07.71] (You want to fuckin' fight like, I'm not even motherfuckin' playin' with you, Benzo)
[00:12.17] Hm, I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
[00:15.17] If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
[00:18.48] Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
[00:21.58] Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
[00:24.04] Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
[00:27.10] Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
[00:30.14] Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
[00:33.31] Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
[00:36.32] I'm in the back feelin' good, smokin' a Backwood, in the bang of the back of the woods
[00:39.64] Now you missin' your bro on somebody door, you'll get some get-back if you could
[00:42.85] Yeah, if opp get to close on me, he wouldn't get back if he could
[00:46.04] Cryin' on my phone 'bout a bitch on me, you want a bitch back, is you good?
[00:49.12] Sometimes I really be askin' myself, do they really love me?
[00:52.97] Ten times I thought about blastin' myself, man this shit get ugly
[00:56.09] Nowadays, they wanna fuck me, back then they wouldn't hug me
[00:59.26] How many Ks?, I need 40, when we spin, we won't need more (for that more piece)
[01:02.49] More past nigga, better get on P, they gotta know we score fast
[01:05.47] Bitches sent your lo', it's time to eat, drop shot, and DoorDash
[01:08.95] Can't make diss songs, ain't got a pot to pee, these nigga poor sent
[01:12.09] It's been ten times, fuck your spot on P, my niggas torn it
[01:14.85] Fuck the airport, I'll go on the jet
[01:16.73] Know I'll be rich, I was born to flex
[01:18.23] You wanna fuck? I was born to have sex
[01:19.99] Just met the bitch, I don't even know her like that
[01:21.48] You don't know me, I'ma fold that Tec
[01:22.95] Feel like I can kill all the force with this, huh
[01:24.77] I ain't even rappin', just pourin' on this
[01:26.25] It really be just on some porch shit
[01:28.14] Yeah, ain't good at embracin' how I feel
[01:30.51] But go crazy 'bout my pill
[01:32.37] Skipped multiple ways, to sign my deal
[01:33.62] Can't hang with that nigga, he fake
[01:35.48] Up Gen, if he raise my chills
[01:37.03] You can hang, but not my crib
[01:38.58] You can stay, but not right here
[01:41.51] You can stay, but not right here
[01:44.75] Go crazy 'bout my pill (hm, hm)
[01:48.42] You could stay, but not right here
[01:49.91] You could babe, but not my chest
[01:51.16] You could stay, but not my crib
[01:52.36] Huh, I can't lie, I been goin' crazy
[01:55.46] We can do business, but you gon' pay me
[01:57.11] After this, I'm leavin' with your lady
[01:58.58] Wan' introduce your son, be dissin', better tell them chill, after this, it's no baby
[02:01.42] Blowin' up blick in a situation, I don't be full baby (huh, hm)
[02:05.99] I'm gonna fold baby, get pussy and go crazy (hm, huh)
[02:12.53] Get in that pussy, and go crazy, huh
[02:16.23] Ain't no more past nigga, better get on P, 'cause they don't know we score fast
[02:20.78] But we got another lo' on them, drop shot, and DoorDash
[02:23.90] He standin' with that glizzy, you tote, like dissin' and you never spinned before
[02:27.51] Yeah, yeah, yeah, bro said that he see my opp, huh, squeeze and let the bit' go
[02:32.61] Hol' on, she want more, huh
[02:35.32] Oh, I ain't know it was another one, huh, she want more, huh
[02:38.63] Went on a drill, there was four of 'em, bro squeeze two more, huh
[02:41.30] Damn, I ran outta shots, huh, they gon' go back to the block, huh
[02:45.20] They ain't caught onto the plot, huh, we finna bone on they spot
[02:48.07] Got a bad bitch at home, fan bitch, I dodged they twat'
[02:52.26] Bad bitch, wan' hop on the bone, she gotta sit down and squat
[02:54.64] Brrt, ay, ya fuck nigga gon' get another pound of that, nigga
[02:57.71] We gon' keep puttin' y'all bitch-ass on the loop
[02:59.87] Nigga, stop playin' with that, you know the fuck goin' on (Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit)
[03:01.92] At the end of the day 2025, nigga we still alive, and y'all bitch-ass ain't (lookin' through my story)
[03:03.92] (You rich? You gotta stop doin' that)
[03:06.45] I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
[03:09.75] If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
[03:13.52] Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
[03:16.06] Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
[03:18.89] Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
[03:21.74] Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
[03:24.76] Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
[03:27.65] Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
[03:30.99]
[00:02.85] (Are you rich? You got stop doin' that)
[00:07.71] (You want to fuckin' fight like, I'm not even motherfuckin' playin' with you, Benzo)
[00:12.17] Hm, I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
[00:15.17] If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
[00:18.48] Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
[00:21.58] Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
[00:24.04] Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
[00:27.10] Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
[00:30.14] Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
[00:33.31] Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
[00:36.32] I'm in the back feelin' good, smokin' a Backwood, in the bang of the back of the woods
[00:39.64] Now you missin' your bro on somebody door, you'll get some get-back if you could
[00:42.85] Yeah, if opp get to close on me, he wouldn't get back if he could
[00:46.04] Cryin' on my phone 'bout a bitch on me, you want a bitch back, is you good?
[00:49.12] Sometimes I really be askin' myself, do they really love me?
[00:52.97] Ten times I thought about blastin' myself, man this shit get ugly
[00:56.09] Nowadays, they wanna fuck me, back then they wouldn't hug me
[00:59.26] How many Ks?, I need 40, when we spin, we won't need more (for that more piece)
[01:02.49] More past nigga, better get on P, they gotta know we score fast
[01:05.47] Bitches sent your lo', it's time to eat, drop shot, and DoorDash
[01:08.95] Can't make diss songs, ain't got a pot to pee, these nigga poor sent
[01:12.09] It's been ten times, fuck your spot on P, my niggas torn it
[01:14.85] Fuck the airport, I'll go on the jet
[01:16.73] Know I'll be rich, I was born to flex
[01:18.23] You wanna fuck? I was born to have sex
[01:19.99] Just met the bitch, I don't even know her like that
[01:21.48] You don't know me, I'ma fold that Tec
[01:22.95] Feel like I can kill all the force with this, huh
[01:24.77] I ain't even rappin', just pourin' on this
[01:26.25] It really be just on some porch shit
[01:28.14] Yeah, ain't good at embracin' how I feel
[01:30.51] But go crazy 'bout my pill
[01:32.37] Skipped multiple ways, to sign my deal
[01:33.62] Can't hang with that nigga, he fake
[01:35.48] Up Gen, if he raise my chills
[01:37.03] You can hang, but not my crib
[01:38.58] You can stay, but not right here
[01:41.51] You can stay, but not right here
[01:44.75] Go crazy 'bout my pill (hm, hm)
[01:48.42] You could stay, but not right here
[01:49.91] You could babe, but not my chest
[01:51.16] You could stay, but not my crib
[01:52.36] Huh, I can't lie, I been goin' crazy
[01:55.46] We can do business, but you gon' pay me
[01:57.11] After this, I'm leavin' with your lady
[01:58.58] Wan' introduce your son, be dissin', better tell them chill, after this, it's no baby
[02:01.42] Blowin' up blick in a situation, I don't be full baby (huh, hm)
[02:05.99] I'm gonna fold baby, get pussy and go crazy (hm, huh)
[02:12.53] Get in that pussy, and go crazy, huh
[02:16.23] Ain't no more past nigga, better get on P, 'cause they don't know we score fast
[02:20.78] But we got another lo' on them, drop shot, and DoorDash
[02:23.90] He standin' with that glizzy, you tote, like dissin' and you never spinned before
[02:27.51] Yeah, yeah, yeah, bro said that he see my opp, huh, squeeze and let the bit' go
[02:32.61] Hol' on, she want more, huh
[02:35.32] Oh, I ain't know it was another one, huh, she want more, huh
[02:38.63] Went on a drill, there was four of 'em, bro squeeze two more, huh
[02:41.30] Damn, I ran outta shots, huh, they gon' go back to the block, huh
[02:45.20] They ain't caught onto the plot, huh, we finna bone on they spot
[02:48.07] Got a bad bitch at home, fan bitch, I dodged they twat'
[02:52.26] Bad bitch, wan' hop on the bone, she gotta sit down and squat
[02:54.64] Brrt, ay, ya fuck nigga gon' get another pound of that, nigga
[02:57.71] We gon' keep puttin' y'all bitch-ass on the loop
[02:59.87] Nigga, stop playin' with that, you know the fuck goin' on (Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit)
[03:01.92] At the end of the day 2025, nigga we still alive, and y'all bitch-ass ain't (lookin' through my story)
[03:03.92] (You rich? You gotta stop doin' that)
[03:06.45] I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'
[03:09.75] If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'
[03:13.52] Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'
[03:16.06] Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings
[03:18.89] Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh
[03:21.74] Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children
[03:24.76] Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs
[03:27.65] Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone
[03:30.99]