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kardashians - doe boy lyrics

[intro: future]
(atl jacob, he a f*ckin’ millionaire)

[verse 1: lil yachty]
first off, they need to free bg up out that slammer (free bg)
they think i’m sweet ’cause i don’t tote guns on camera (brrt, brrt)
i run through pints, i pour up fours in fanta (i pour up fours)
(pour up fours, i pour up fours, pour up fours)
i get all my drugs from the same n*gga, know that it’s clean (bee)
this a real tesla, i don’t pop no five*dollar bean (bee)
my dawg hop out and get to sprayin’ like he shot me the green (brrt, yeah, brrt, hey)
sh*t ain’t what it seems, dawg, i mean it (dawg, i mean it)
n*ggas is not authentic, dawg, i seen it (n*ggas not authentic, huh)
she go the extra mile for my p*n*s (she go the extra mile, okay)
all i hang around is baby demons (yeah)
why these b*tches tryna trap me? i’ma just go and sеll the s*m*n (lеt’s go, let’s get it)
i almost started [?][0:40] d*mn near touched the stems (d*mn, okay)
b*tch, you ain’t fly, all them outfits skims (sh*t, okay)
that bandana burgundy ’cause of brims
fifty cent [?][0:49], no [?] gang, this him

[verse 2: doe boy]
you ain’t fly, that ain’t chanel, b*tch, you go shop on skims (fool)
don’t knock you ’cause you shop at skims, but b*tch, don’t act like you trimm (fool, trimm, trimm)
feel like kylie, kris, khloe, yeah, i got k’s like i’m kim
i*i’m from cleveland, i told tristian put me on with kendall (oh, really? come here, baby)
real n*gga, said he came ’cause he f*ck with her n*gga
dunk on an opp like ben simmons when i come through and spin ’em (rrah*baow*baow*baow)
slime ’em out, b*tch, i been thuggin’, pull up, dump out the window (slatt, slatt)
my oppers sweet, b*tch, i don’t feel ’em, i sleep on gucci pillow (p*ssy)
pull up shootin’, think i won’t, but b*tch, i will like i’m willow
fresh*ass prince, rip lil’ will, i told that b*tch to bend over (come here, baby)
hard to walk, my pockets heavy, i f*ck ’round and tip over
chose they side, but he wasn’t ready, switchy made him switch over (switchy)
finesse, don’t know a n*gga colder, all i do is get over (let’s go)
my ice cold like minnesota, stack my racks to my shoulder (racks, racks)
opp shoppin’, gun you down in public, clap you at kroger (oh, really?)
told that lil’ b*tch just come over, just might cop you a rover (mwah, come here, baby)
if she block me, pour the wocky in the pineapple soda (wocky)
you gon’ cry inside this bentley or that broke n*gga’s shoulder?
not like joe burrow, not from cinci, b*tch, knowles ave where i post up (bop, bop, bop)
took her and her friends out on a trip, i told yachty, “pull that boat up” (skeet)
[verse 3: luh tyler]
in here rappin’ ’bout a ten ball, boy, that sh*t ain’t nothin’ (that sh*t ain’t nothin’)
all my haters, i can’t stand y’all, y’all gotta stop that bluffin’ (boy, stop that bluffin’)
ayy, if it ain’t ’bout them bands, dawg, then it ain’t no discussion (no discussion)
she so d*mn thick, can’t get her pants off, my b*tch got that m*ffin (she got that m*ffin, uh)
she can’t even get them britches off, my b*tch, she too thick (she too thick)
i done ran up so much digits, dawg, i think i’m too rich (b*tch, i’m too rich, yeah)
i swear, i got so many b*tches, i can’t even pick (i can’t even pick)
if we locked in, ain’t no switchin’, dawg, b*tch, you gotta stick, yeah (you gotta stick)
yeah, b*tch, i get up on that mic and make this sh*t look easy (make this sh*t look easy)
ballin’ on these n*ggas just like mike, they need to twenty*three me (boy, twenty*three me)
n*ggas steady tryna steal my flow, i think they wanna be me (they tryna be me)
i’m tryna run up so much dough, i kinda feel like beezy (oh, really?)
diamonds skiing on my chain, i swear this sh*t look like a blizzard (this sh*t a blizzard, n*gga)
my lil’ n*gga, he insane, he like to poof sh*t like a wizard (poof, poof)
she make me mad, i’m quick to cut a b*tch off, like go get the scissors (go get the scissors)
bro, don’t tell my b*tch, but i low*key be f*ckin’ with her sister, (huh?)

[outro: future]
(last name hendrix, whatever i do)

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