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Doe Boy

"Drunk sh*t"

[Intro]
I just blew a bag on my right wrist, ayy
I hop on the jet, I'm a flight risk, ayy
I might take your ho and make her my b*tch, ayy
I ain't want her, but I'm drunk, I probably might hit, ayy
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Yeah, yeah
Doe Beezy, Doe Beezy
Gang (Gang, gang)
On that drunk sh*t

[Chorus]
Runnin' to the hundreds, f*ck that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t
I f*cked up the 'Rari on some drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t
I buy her Chanel, make her c*m quick, she c*m quick
She just fell in love with this drunk di*k, woah-woah, yeah (Oh, really?)
I be in these streets, I ain't hidin', I ain't hidin', yeah (Doe Beezy)
And I'm glizzyed up, I ain't dyin', I ain't dyin', yeah
Runnin' to that money f*ck that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t
I'm a hot boy on that drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t, woah-woah (Doe Beezy)

[Verse 1]
Casino, that my n*gga, that my dawg, that my dawg, ayy (Freebandz)
We so f*ckin' tight, you can't even tell us apart, ayy
And he know I'm comin' if he call, if he call, ayy
I'ma bring the choppers and the squad, and the squad, gang
I just blew a bag on my right wrist, ayy
I hop on the jet, I'm a flight risk, ayy
I might take your ho and make her my b*tch, ayy
I ain't want her, but I'm drunk, I probably might hit, ayy (Oh, really?)
I sip on Patrón like it's water, it's water
VV's on my neck and it's water, it's water
I might eat that pus*y if it's water, it's water (Mwah, mwah, yeah)
b*tch, I'm drunk as f*ck, I might let you have my daughter (Oh, really?)
Faded off that Henny, on that slump sh*t, that slump sh*t (Doe Beezy)
All this f*ckin' drip, you can't touch this, don't touch this (Let's go)
Shorty in the party, always tweakin', tryna punch sh*t
Doin' all that muggin', don't get shot up on that drunk sh*t

[Chorus]
Runnin' to the hundreds, f*ck that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t
I f*cked up the 'Rari on some drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t
I buy her Chanel, make her c*m quick, she c*m quick
She just fell in love with this drunk di*k, woah-woah, yeah (Oh, really?)
I be in these streets, I ain't hidin', I ain't hidin', yeah
And I'm glizzyed up, I ain't dyin', I ain't dyin', yeah
Runnin' to that money f*ck that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t
I'm a hot boy on that drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t, woah-woah (Doe Beezy)

[Verse 2]
Pluto, that's my n*gga, that's my dawg, that's my dawg, ayy
We so f*ckin' tight, you can't even tell us apart, ayy (Freebandz)
No keys to the Bentley, push to start, push to start, ayy
Push these n*ggas' buttons 'cause they soft, they not hard, ayy (pus*y)
I just kissed a thottie on some drunk sh*t, some drunk sh*t
Man, that b*tch was bad, had to give that ho a tongue kiss
All my b*tches bougie, I ain't f*ckin' with no bum b*tch
She gon' suck my di*k for like an hour, she a drunk b*tch (Oh, really?)
Free my n*gga Beamer, he a drunk b*tch, he bust sh*t
Johnny shot the club up on some drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t
Every n*gga with me on that drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t
Rubber Band Money Gang, we the drunk clique, hah-hah, yeah

[Chorus]
Runnin' to the hundreds, f*ck that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t
I f*cked up the 'Rari on some drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t
I buy her Chanel, make her c*m quick, she c*m quick
She just fell in love with this drunk di*k, woah-woah, yeah
I be in these streets, I ain't hidin', I ain't hidin', yeah
And I'm glizzyed up, I ain't dyin', I ain't dyin', yeah
Runnin' to that money f*ck that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t
I'm a hot boy on that drunk sh*t, that drunk sh*t, woah-woah (Doe Beezy)

[Outro]
On that drunk sh*t
Big Doe Beezy, b*tch, I'm back on that drunk sh*t
Pull up on his...
Hahaha

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