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Doe Boy

Mini Vans

 

Mini Vans

(album: The Bandprint - 2018)


FBG shit
Turn it up some
Thank you gangsta
You know how we rocking
Gang gang

Bitch, I call the shots, yeah, they don't go off the muscle (on gang)
We ain't sparing none, if he not with us then fuck 'em (fuck)
If a nigga something like me, why the fuck would you trust 'em?
If you catch that nigga slipping, I suggest you should bust 'em
'Cause he cutthroat
When he catch a nigga lacking he gon' let his gun go
He gon' bring that smoke and leave that shit right at yo' front door
You think he gon' spare you when he see you, nigga, fuck no
He don't fuck with pussy's, that's one thing he don't have love for
Let that drum roll
Nigga said you was a shooter, what you run for? (pussy)
You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run
'Cause them niggas slide in mini vans where I'm from

Too many guns niggas can't keep up
Catch yo ass in traffic better speed up
Just a song didn't know you'd go that far
We just getting started
We gon flip his car cause he doing all that flexing
Pull up in that murder gang don't try 'em boy they reckless
(Gang gang)
Choppas get to ringing leave yo gang a message
Caught that nigga slippin he wasn't looking he was texting
(Oh really?)
If he something like me don't trust em
Pull up on a rapper playing with Future or Thugger
Balenciaga's on just hope you can run in the runners (oh really?)

Bitch, I call the shots, yeah, they don't go off the muscle (on gang)
We ain't sparing none, if he not with us then fuck 'em (fuck)
If a nigga something like me, why the fuck would you trust 'em?
(Doe Beezy!)
If you catch that nigga slipping, I suggest you should bust 'em
'Cause he cutthroat
When he catch a nigga lacking he gon' let his gun go
He gon' bring that smoke and leave that shit right at yo' front door
You think he gon' spare you when he see you, nigga, fuck no
He don't fuck with pussy's, that's one thing he don't have love for
Let that drum roll
Nigga said you was a shooter, what you run for? (pussy)
You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run
'Cause them niggas slide in mini vans where I'm from

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