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doormat - project youngin lyrics

[intro: project youngin]
big bankroll got me feeling like whatever
woah
woah
(keegan got the keys)

[chorus: project youngin]
who is lil’ buddy acting gangster like he on that? (like he on that)
i don’t even know dude but get him stepped on like a doormat (woah, woah)
f*ck a tee, put him on a jersey, he a throwback (d*mn)
sending h*lla shots where your throat at, you know that (d*mn)
big bankroll got me feeling like whatever
get him l!cked next year, we gon’ stamp ’em like a letter
now everybody claiming they got demons likе the devil
now evеrybody claiming they some steppers, woah

[verse 1: project youngin]
if you ain’t got no bonds, better run, it cost to play with drums
i got n*ggas k!ll for me for free, they say they having fun (they having fun)
fns with the blue tip, they ripping out a n*gga arm
shooting just like curry, having stories like my n*gga von
we cashing out on all the stolos
ain’t worried ’bout the po*po
we still slinging work, that dope be bouncing back like yo*yo
and still moving p’s and getting trees for the low, low
and we ain’t never talking to them people, that’s a no*no
your favorite rapper just be talking just to talk about it
stop acting gangster, b*tch, we know you never caught a body
if my youngin drop that bag then somebody dropping
you know it’s hard to stop it
off with his top, we pop it
[chorus: project youngin & pooh sheisty]
who is lil’ buddy acting gangster like he on that? (like he on that)
i don’t even know dude but get him stepped on like a doormat (woah, woah)
f*ck a tee, put him on a jersey, he a throwback (boom, boom, boom)
sending h*lla shots where your throat at, you know that (d*mn)
big bankroll got me feeling like whatever (like whatever)
get him l!cked next year, we gon’ stamp ’em like a letter (brr, brr)
now everybody claiming they got demons like the devil (how everybody step, huh?)
now everybody claiming they some steppers, woah (brr, brr)

[verse 2: pooh sheisty]
you know everybody run they mouth ’til i hop out and catch ’em
before i drop a diss i’ma send ’em out on a stretcher
if a n*gga saying it’s up, i pop the rock, shout out finesser
if i don’t know you, i’ma cut your drank then go pour up the extra
that lil’ fifty thousand dollars on my head, you could do better
ay, tell me ’bout that time you dropped something, i know ’bout several
i know something ’bout 1911, hop out with berettas
or might pop out with that mac and cheese, that b*tch got a suppressor
surrounded by these gravediggers, big shots with the devil
got hit up ’cause he couldn’t even get these guns off, how he a stepper?
ay, body for a body, we can do this, whatever
i can never leave the drac’, this b*tch gon’ ride with me forever

[chorus: project youngin & pooh sheisty]
who is lil’ buddy acting gangster like he on that? (uh, like he on that)
i don’t even know dude but get him stepped on like a doormat (woah, woah)
f*ck a tee, put him on a jersey, he a throwback (d*mn)
sending h*lla shots where your throat at, you know that (d*mn)
big bankroll got me feeling like whatever (feel like it’s whatever)
get him l!cked next year, we gon’ stamp ’em like a letter (brr, brr)
now everybody claiming they got demons like the devil (how everybody step, huh?)
now everybody claiming they some steppers, woah (brr, brr)
[outro: project youngin & pooh sheisty]
big bankroll got me feeling like whatever (brr)
big bankroll got me feeling like whatever (brr, brr)

- project youngin lyrics

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