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Doe Boy

Fried

 

Fried

(альбом: Demons R Us - 2020)


Zone 6, nigga, Pyrex whippa (Pyrex)
Yeah, Doe Beezy
Doe Beezy, yeah
Fried, fried, tweaking out, tweak out my mind
Fried, I ain't lie (Yeah)

Bitch, you fried (Yeah)
I made her cheat on her nigga, I gave her some money, now bitch, you mine (Mwah)
Say she ain't going then she see no hundreds, stop capping, bitch, you lying (Oh, really? Bitch, you lyin')
Play like a [?] thought I'd be rapping, bitch you done
Step in the building with niggas who be killing (Gang, gang)
They be like, "Bitch, you fried"
Geeking off pills, I be tweaking, I'm fried out my mind
If I wasn't rich I would rob (Let's go)
I do not hang with no pussies, he say he be looking but my whole clique outside (Gang)

Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Whole clique outside, bitch, we fried (Gang, gang)

My whole gang outside, we fried (Yeah)
Soon as he step outside, he die (Let's go)
VVS diamonds, he on (Boom)
But he know better, he tried, we fine (Brrt)
Soon as I wake up, got pills on my mind (Yeah)
I'm one of one, bitch, I'm one of a kind (Yeah)
I got that stick, I can't stand in no line (No)
Brought it inside, stop hiding your shit outside
Walk up in the club, Gucci bucket (Gucci bucket)
My youngin shooting his buckets (Swish)
Said he want smoke but I seen him, he ducked it (Pussy)
Your gangster points just got deducted (Hah)
Young nigga fried, I ain't worried 'bout nothing
Racks in your head and I don't have a budget (Freebandz)
She wanna fade like she boujee, I pull this dick out and I bet she'll suck it (Mwah)
So please, stop cuffing (Yeah)
That pussy boy wanna beef with me so I just brought his bitch over (Let's go)
But if I catch him in traffic, I'm blasting, I make his 'Rari flip over (Skrrt, boom)
She was dick riding the gang, we drove her (Yeah)
Speed in the lane then they can't switch over
Ain't have to tell her I'm rich, I sold her
Pockets so heavy, fuck around, tip over (Oh, really?)

Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Woo, Beezy, gang

Real fried nigga, I came out the trenches
I ran up them digits, ran up some minutes (Fried)
Real hood gangster, give a fuck who really
Bitch, I'm the G in this Givenchy

Bitch, you fried (Doe Beezy)
I made her cheat on her nigga, I gave her some money, now bitch, you mine (Mwah)
Say she ain't going then she see no hundreds, stop capping, bitch, you lying (Oh, really?)
Play like a [?] thought I'd be rapping, bitch you done (Brrt)
Step in the building with niggas who be killing (Gang, gang)
They be like, "Bitch, you fried" (Let's go)
Geeking off pills, I be tweaking, I'm fried out my mind
If I wasn't rich I would rob (Let's go)
I do not hang with no pussies, he say he be looking but my whole clique outside (Gang)

Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Fried (Fried), fried (Fried)
Whole clique outside, bitch, we fried (Gang, gang)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

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