Doh

Uh, Uh, What? Uh, bitch, heh, ahh You a hoe bro it's ok doe I don't mind doe you my bro hoe I swear it's all good doe I just got off a bottle of Bacardi but it's ok because gonna start popping molly in the club I don't really give a fuck bout it ima turn it up turn it up Once again I don't really give a fuck turn it up Throw it back baby suck me off Live it up, Lick it up I know you wanna see me bust But first I want to see myself boast lil baby You a freak hoe baby Drop it real low on this dick lil baby I wanna see you pop it lil baby I wanna see you fucking drop it baby I wanna see you in a crop top smoking on Zaza I ain't talking straight outta Lala land, yeah haha Pump 6CC's of metamorphine in my bloodstream but no one cares doh I'm tired of sipping on codeine doh I overdosed I'm certain like fucking flatline We are on the deadline This time I'm gonna kill it like my ideal hindsight I'm so fucking gone doh We are in the kill list on the lotto Baby I don't got a lot doh I don't know what you're expecting It's a lot doh Don't make me go and pop you I'm just pouring all these shots doh I'm tired of all the Marriott's I just want all my narcotics I exposed you and you don't got a lot to say doh My expressions they're ok doh I'm twisted and faded hoe If you're thinking you can suck this dick doh Try again I got my dual mac Eleven's and My fully loaded automatic What I can not believe what I'm seeing You are so god damn misleading I'm taking these drugs so late my head's spinning And It's getting really late like 4AM When I just starting Poppin They don't really know what's locked in We all think this track is fucking Poppin Bitch no one tried to clock in This shit is super trap doh I'm so fucking dead doh Let's go start a riot doh I wanna see how far I'll get It's crazy because I don't believe in reality I believe what's in the barrel of my shotty Baby do you see me, what Bitches have a hard time R&B me I don't want your jacket doh it's stinky Do you not believe me Well bitch you mustn't fucking see me I do not wanna be me I have a hard time coping with my methods I need help free me Coming out a room full of manners Try again to talk to me the way you Wanna but you Neva eva gonna get it Cause you lil bit of a mess & a threat And the real shits do not Intellect in The lotto we only smoke out the Garage Hoe I ain't talking gelato Oh you want some smoke? Tab hoe, Tab hoe, Tap hoe, gun smoke, uh yeah You do not wanna be me Motherfuckers loving that their Mothers Love my Semen they be eating They be cooking They be taking all the chicken No they left without permission I be fucking on the mission We are really forced to pay tuitions So we took the bacon to the beaters And they eat up all the cleaners So we ran out just like was that was weird man Ima keep running up this trap doh But do not feel very shaded hoe I think you've gotten plenty enough pleasure You be sucking on that manly mensural Cycle, you're twisted It's been a long night and I'm ready for bed doh Ima keep a Glock on my nightstand doh Fuck wit me You die and you'll be done doh I've had enough of you're bullshit doh Baby do not try to fuck wit me doh But you really gtg to bed doh, what Bop, bop, woo, out, DOH