(AyeTM)

He tried to rob, I had to blow (I had to blow)
That boy was tweakin', bet he won't do that no more (he won't do that no more)
I leave him stinky, this that Tooka, this that dope (that Tooka, this that dope)
We up in traffic, it's just me and Doodie Lo (just me and Doodie Lo)

Uh, who got fire? I want smoke (who all want smoke?)
And I ain't stoppin' at no lights, I'm on go (oh, I'm on go)
Talkin' like you 'bout that life then drop the lo' (then drop the lo', bitch)
Pull up, hoppin' out, me and Doodie Lo (it's just me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom)

You know Von that's my bro (that's my bro)
Six to twenty-four, you better check the score (you better check the score, bitch)
Fucked her in Kankakee and took her to the O (I took her at the O)
You get caught lackin', we'll blick you at the store (we'll blick you at the store, boom, boom, boom)
Doin' hits and ride with Dracs in the Masi' (we in that Masi')
You ever smoked a nigga and stood over a body? (You ain't killed nobody)
I made a million off p's in the streets (off p's)
Put a bag on your head and you dead in a week (gang, boom, boom)

Ain't no discussion, when we touch him, they gon' have to rush him
Right to the hospital, that's what he get, that's repercussion (that's what he get)
That nigga woofin' all that tough shit, get him left in public (what? Huh?)
It ain't nothin', I gave out a hunnid, boy I bet they comin' (boom, boom)
Strong stomach, I did shit up close, I ain't never vomit (boom, boom)
Go run then, but if he hit that floor, he ain't gon' see it comin' (nah, nah)
Get so high, I be seein' somethin' (huh?)
These niggas can't see me or nothin'
Your bitch on my like flea or somethin' (yeah, yeah)
And these niggas know how I'm comin'

I won't think twice for this (twice)
And if a nigga touch my chain, then he gon' die for this (take his life)
I was gon' wife the ho but found out she a trifflin' bitch (she a trifflin' bitch)
Ain't comin' in the club if we can't get our pipe in it (boom)
OTF, they know us (yeah)
Bitch we T'd, we go nuts (let's get it)
SRT, doin' donuts (skrrt)
All the opps some broke fucks (fuck 'em)
Kill off lean, that pour up (lean)
Dead opps, we roll up (fuck 'em)
All of my niggas do too much
Three low-high, he just parked him a school bus (boom, boom, boom)

He tried to rob, I had to blow (I had to blow)
That boy was tweakin', bet he won't do that no more (he won't do that no more)
I leave him stinky, this that Tooka, this that dope (that Tooka, this that dope)
We up in traffic, it's just me and Doodie Lo (just me and Doodie Lo)

Uh, who got fire? I want smoke (who all want smoke?)
And I ain't stoppin' at no lights, I'm on go (oh, I'm on go, huh?)
Talkin' like you 'bout that life then drop the lo' (then drop the lo', bitch)
Pull up, hoppin' out, me and Doodie Lo (it's just me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom)

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Writer(s): David Saulsberry, Dayvon Bennett