doe ray mi - ceo trayle lyrics
[intro]
come on
yeah (sh*t)
uh, uh, uh, uh (trap, baow, baow, backdoor four, n*gga, yeah)
(6lement)
yeah, uh (backdoor)
[chorus]
uh, ridin’ in a striker four deep, uh (ridin’ in a striker four deep)
draco sing like “do*re*mi,” uh (sing like “do*re*mi”)
tell you what my mama told me, uh (tell you what my mama told me)
“if you in the streets, then you better go deep”
ayy, ayy, i was maybachin’ a benz, whole fleet (ayy, whole fleet)
know my brother mad, he keep sayin’ i don’t peep (peep)
n*gga, when we slide, he’ll die on his own street (skrrt, skrrt)
ayy, hear the opps scream, they say, “please help me” (four backdoor)
[verse]
yeah, slidin’ to that bread like a cheeseburgеr (like a cheeseburger)
ayy, ayy, n*gga, you’s a p*ssy, you ain’t seen murdеr (you’s a p*ssy, n*gga)
yeah, ayy, the police really thought i was gon’ freeze brother (woo)
yeah, yeah, had to flee, you know backdoor gotta stay free, brother (skrrt, skrrt)
my mama had one son, but i got three brothers (i got three f*ckin’ brothers)
backdoor on the back street with tree cutters (grraow, grraow)
ayy, trap n*gga, i can’t go and clean gutters (trap, trap, trap)
uh, yeah, yeah, f*ck you lookin’ at, n*gga? n*gga know i’m a mean mugger (i’m a mean mug)
yeah, yeah, it go, “frrt, frrt, frrt,” that’s a mean stutter (frrt, frrt)
yeah, yeah, how the f*ck you let this b*tch come between brothers? (come between brothers)
yeah, uh, uh, i’ma serve everybody, i was just watchin’ for undercovers (like what?)
yeah, yeah, bro had served one that put a target on us (put a target on us)
yeah, yeah, draco chop trees, it ain’t fallin’ on us (like timber)
yeah, teat these labels like they hoes, they still callin’ on us (they still callin’, yeah, h*llo?)
n*gga thought i wasn’t gon’ shake back, act like he ballin’ on us (b*tch)
yeah, money tall, antetokounmpo, n*gga, backdoor giannis (backdoor giannis)
you love that ho, better tell me bro, before i f*ck be honest (tell me before i go)
i pop that perc’, then went to sleep on that ho, say four was yawnin’ (four was yawnin’)
me and lil’ bro used to lay in bushes, n*gga, that’s early morning (grraow, grraow)
yeah, i send the blitz, that’s me, n*gga, can’t put my finger on it (put my finger on it)
yeah, blitz, blitz (blitz, blitz, blitz, blitz)
b*tch kick the cup over, pay me, this tris (this tris, pay me, b*tch)
yeah, yeah, big casino, n*gga, this that mob sh*t (this the mafia)
yeah, yeah, if you hate on four, get you broad hit (get your b*tch)
yeah, i’m goin’ more or less on a b*tch like prize picks (think i got it)
i don’t ever get undressed or sh*t when i’m with this b*tch (i keep my tote in here)
already told her n*ggas run in here, she the first one gettin’ hit
i was the first one to get lit (for sure)
i got a label deal, bought bricks (and i bought some bricks)
[chorus]
uh, ridin’ in a striker four deep, uh (in a striker four deep)
draco sing like “do*re*mi,” uh (for sure)
tell you what my mama told me, uh (tell you what my mama told me)
“if you in the streets, then you better go deep” (for sure)
ayy, ayy, i was maybachin’ a benz, whole fleet (skrrt, ayy)
know my brother mad, he keep sayin’ i don’t peep (i don’t peep, yeah)
n*gga, when we slide, he’ll die on his own street (on his own f*ckin’ street)
ayy, hear the opps scream, they say, “please help me” (say, “please help me’)
[outro]
ayy, uh, hear the opps scream, they say, “please help me”
uh, uh, uh, draco sing like “do*re*mi”
four
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