Testo MYSELF - Doe Boy
Testo della canzone MYSELF (Doe Boy), tratta dall'album OH REALLY
Hot, hot (Oh really)
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Whooh)
Hot, hot (Oh really)
Whooh, whooh
HitKidd, what it do, man? (Let's go)
Bitch, I told myself when I was twelve, I ain't scared of twelve (Facts, whoosh)
Fifteen years old, beat a trial, I ain't scared of jail (Doe Beezy, whoosh)
Nineteen caught a robbery and a shooting
I could've caught a L (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Fuck that nigga if he went to tell, he should've caught a shell (Oh really)
Me and my shooter's drill by myself (Drill by myself)
Got a hundred killers, still'll kill by myself (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
I take Perkies every day like I don't care about my health (I don't care about my health)
You's a bitch, wet out your gang, boy, you'd be scared by yourself (Scared by yourself)
They gon' rob my soul, that's too bad I got my pole (Fool)
Clout chasin' on them songs, that's too bad he won't live long (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
He gon' die, he won't get owned
Bitch on your heart, I got it chromed (Doe Beezy), Google me
If I get to trippin', promise they gon' know what to do with me (Think I'm playin'?)
He don't really wanna beef with me, wish he was cool with me (I swear to God though)
Shot so many bullets out the clip, thought there was two of me (Bop bop, bop, bop, bop)
All my life I been a hothead, now I bought jewellery (Whoosh)
Skippin' school, I always kept that ruler, they can't tutor me (Fool)
Remember bein' a murder gang (Gang), nigga I hang with grave diggers (Gang)
Want the drop, stalkin' every story on your page nigga (Oh really)
Slip up once, you gon' get sprayed nigga (Think I'm playin'?)
Yeah, you slip once you gettin' sprayed nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
Bitch, I told myself when I was twelve, I ain't scared of twelve (Facts, whooh)
Fifteen years old, beat a trial, I ain't scared of jail (Doe Beezy, whooh)
Nineteen caught a robbery and a shooting
I could've caught a L (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Fuck that nigga if he went to tell, he should've caught a shell (Let's go, Oh really)
Me and my shooter's drill by myself (Drill by myself)
Got a hundred killers, still'll kill by myself (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
I take Perkies every day like I don't care about my health (I don't care about my health)
You's a bitch, wet out your gang, boy, you'd be scared by yourself (Scared by yourself, whooh)
Hahahaha
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Writer(s): Anthony Lorenzo Holmes, Cotrell Dennard
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