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Head Doctor

 

Head Doctor


Yeah
Baby, baby, buy you red bottoms
Yeah

Uh, baby, buy you red bottoms
I just hope you turn into a head doctor
Fuck them other hoes and what they say about you, uh
Nigga play with you, bet I see red 'bout you, yeah
Overly P how I'm gon' play it, got you, yeah
I kick it cool, but I'm not playing soccer, uh
Someone clear the roster
Who that? He an imposter (Huh?)
Steak and shrimp my pasta
The world is yours, wrote it on a blimp, don dada
He such a good father, he ain't have no father
Slippers gold, Balenciaga, slippers count, that's like my model
PTSD trauma
Thirty shots inside that Glock, this not the XD model
I just went hard, I didn't say, "Bless me, Father"
Father, forgive me, just a semi-auto
7.62s out this Draco, they'll lift your car up
You know I'm a superstar, my hoodie on, they spot him, uh
More money, more problems, having problems money can't fix
I just can't quit
Told a bitch she ain't shit
Talked all that shit and can't take dick (Lyin'-ass bitch)
Bitch, I walk like I'm rich
Talk like I know I'm the shit
From a dime to a brick
Had to re-up, take a trip
Bitch, I'm back on
Need my bitch, she like my backbone
These niggas be hating, baby, you know I'm coming back home
Yeah, uh, you can't hit this 'Wood, lil' nigga, that shit that strong
Made a list of all my songs, that shit that long
Man, the clip that switch if he act wrong
Ayy, ain't snitch like Taxstone
Big C4 that crack flow
Suck this dick, don't act slow
Uh, straight to hell where the rats go
My Amiris holding rubber banded bankrolls
All that work out in the gym and I ain't swole
Yeah, I won't ever spend no money on these stank hoes
Prada Papi, pop it Prada Kangol
Yeah, you ain't name a motherfucking place I can't go, uh
Know that this a Hellcat Durango
Took his chain and he got up asking, "Where my chain go?"
You must think some gold at the end of that rainbow
Opp side cliquing up, been murking shit like Saints Row
Ayy, ayy, hold your blicky up if nigga ain't gon' take yours
Niggas steady dying 'bout these blocks that ain't yours
Nigga, Big Folks
Double-R, big Rolls
Standing on my ten toes
Put my back to it, kick door
Nigga, that's how shit go (Kap, your name's on the beat)

Nigga, that's how shit go
Big Folks
Big 4

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