Dealership

(album: The D.O.A. Tape (Care Package) - 2022)

[Kay Flock:]
(24 is the code)
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[Kay Flock {Dougie B}:]
Pistol bullets, they making them hop
Don't wanna box, bullets making them drop (Every opp shot)
Like, EBK, DOA's in the spot
If he moving slimey, we wiping his snot
{Pop a yellow, I beat up the box}
{She spot a Flock, now she greeting the block}
{Ain't no switching, I swear it's no other}
{Kay Kay Jackie, I'm moving like Tucker}
Baddie she shaking, no, I cannot love her (Shake that shit)
Fell in love with her, I'm shooting it under
Notti gon' flock 'em, he don't need a number
{Think they bugging but we going dumber}
Oh, she giving them niggas the drop?
They came to time to line him, we linking or not?
Think we fucking but she getting shot
Bullets is punching, they knocking her box
I call Gotti for addys and thots
Scottie2Hottie, he clearing the spot
We get muddy, we don't do Ciroc
Shawty she limping of the patty bop
I'm the Flocka promoting the violence
Rapping and sliding, I don't do the hiding

[TG Crippy:]
DOA here, let me know if you sliding
Why you cappin'? Why you lying?
I'ma show off, niggas got me boxing
That .40 on me, ain't no time for no boxing
Gotta be careful 'cause niggas be watching
Get out the hood, you ain't got a option
Fuck a choice, that's a must
All my opps broke, they ain't getting no gust
DOA winning, running it up
Opps mad, 'cause them niggas ain't fucking wit' us, like
DOA in the spot and we sticking it up
Every opp getting shot 'cause we don't give a fuck
Ready to blitz, where the opps at?
If I pass it to Kay, he gon' flock that
Niggas dissing, never got back
I wanna know when y'all niggas gon' stop that
Get me a knocker, you won't get your knock back
You not the type of nigga that's gon' flock that
Ayo Flock, they pussy
Ayo Dougie, they rookie
Kenzo on sight, dare a nigga book me
I be cripping like a nigga tookie
Don't you push me, if an opp in the spot then I'm breaking him up like a cookie
Been on that shit, give a fuck what you heard
I get paid like the first second in the third
Jacking fours, we doing you dirt'
See the fifth, she lifting her skirt
I'm on SixSev', where the perks?
Bend through the eight and I'm going berserk
I got nine in the clip, one in the head
Ten bullets leave 'em hurt
I'on care what you did 'cause we did it first
Bend through the Well, I'm making a shirt
Now they asking', why somebody hurt
Talk on bro, now you dead in the dirt
Rapping and drilling, we do this for real
I can get niggas popped like a pill
In the field, it get real, bald head kid, look like lil' bill
Spinning them blocks and taking them deals
Now that nigga smoking and popping them pills
Toting Sally, you a liar
Bad lil' bitch name, "Witney", fire
Still got it, she ain't never expire
Ready set go, fire
Now everything dead, suck my dick, I'on care what you said
And I know you mad, you got hit in ya' head
And you never got back, needa go take a rest
Nigga pussy, on the set
If I want you dead, I'm aiming for heads
This knock gon' rock 'em, put 'em to bed
Ya opps in the box, take it to the head
Lotta niggas want me dead
For a bag, go get you some bread
These niggas be hating on some shit that I had
And that's how I know these niggas never had
I got off my ass and got me a bag
Mommy ain't buy me none of this shit
I was on the road, counting chips
I ain't broke, I ain't rich
Load a .95 in this bitch, got thirty rounds in this clip
Call up Kenzo, I'm ready to blitz
Slide on the opps, I pray I'on miss, grrah
Don't run, don't fall, don't trip, don't slip
I'ma hop out the car, throwing like six
He jacking OY, I'ma do him like Mitch
I'ma flock, won't stop 'til I see a nigga body drop