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letra de really do doubt it - digbargayraps

[intro: yu$e]
woah
yuh, yuh
yuh
aye

[hook: yu$e]
i really do doubt it
deep in the whip pull a stick out the window
and busted the clip just to hear how it sounded
postin’ on insta you flashin’ a glock
i been ’round yo block, no k!llas around it
got so much jewelry on me, keep me grounded
heard that the spot wasn’t deep so we drowned it
called up the plug to keep bringin’ me ounces
thumbin’ through hunnids, i need to go count it
thumbin’ through hunnids, i stay on the roll
i’m playin’ my role, been layin’ it low
once i got runnin’ upgraded my hoes
huntin’ season, boy i stay with the bow
huntin’ season, boy i stay by the sto’
hundred reasons not to play with my dough
hundred reasons not to play with my flow
feel like osama, that sh-t finna blow
[verse 1: yu$e]
can’t play with me, b-tch
you can get d-ck, you can’t stay with me, b-tch
puffin’ loud, yeah we bangin’ it, b-tch
so i ain’t gon’ hear what you say to me, b-tch (aye, aye)
can’t hear you, we [black sh-t?]
pull out the stick, watch me kick it like soccer
this beat the sh-t that they say is a bopper
i got prescription, i ain’t see no doctor
i ain’t see no doctor, i ain’t see no doctor
i ain’t see no doctor
i got prescription, i ain’t see no doctor
i ain’t see no doctor, i ain’t see no doctor
i ain’t see no doctor
i got prescription, i ain’t see no doctor

[verse 2: digbar]
woke up this mornin’ like, “d-mnit, i’m rich”
if i wanted to i coulda done slammed yo b-tch
i got a shooter, that man don’t miss
he got double glock-9s, call him rambo whip
i went to the bank, i took out a fifty
the gears in the stat, i be gettin’ real shifty
last dude that tried us, he ended up missing
shots in his back now he lookin’ like ricky
he doin’ the tango, knock out his noodles that’s chicken alfredo
don’t hit me up if it ain’t ’bout the queso
and also we ain’t gettin’ caught, it’s a case closed
runnin’ up bank roll
n-ggas who pocket watch daily, i hate those
y’all got y’all’s problems, worry about my pay so
it’s easy to translate, stay in yo d-mn place
or we’ll get you flipped like a mo’f-ckin’ pancake
n-ggas be they sayin’ they ’bout it, i don’t trust
and yeah they pick up the drac’ but it don’t bust
they talkin’ sh-t but they really don’t know me
bank account lookin’ like i just stole somethin’
bank account lookin’ like i just sold somethin’
when i see him i get that boy so drunk
hop in the whip, do the dash
don’t hit me up if it ain’t ’bout the cash
[hook: yu$e]
i really do doubt it
deep in the whip pull a stick out the window
and busted the clip just to hear how it sounded
postin’ on insta you flashin’ a glock
i been ’round yo block, no k!llas around it
got so much jewelry on me, keep me grounded
heard that the spot wasn’t deep so we drowned it
called up the plug to keep bringin’ me ounces
thumbin’ through hunnids, i need to go count it
thumbin’ through hunnids, i stay on the roll
i’m playin’ my role, been layin’ it low
once i got runnin’ upgraded my hoes
huntin’ season, boy i stay with the bow
huntin’ season, boy i stay by the sto’
hundred reasons not to play with my dough
hundred reasons not to play with my flow
feel like osama, that sh-t finna blow

- digbargayraps

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