Lyrics Doe Boy Home - Doe Boy

Doe Boy Home

First day out of jail bitch, I came home and counted mad guap
You not with my team my nigga, you is just my mascot
Shooters on the rooftop, boy don’t get your ass shot
Bando just like Kimbo shawty, Caucasians out the trap spot
If I was a pussy, I would always tuck my chain in
But since I’m not, I bet this .40 cave your face in
Talking 'bout your bright lights, but you never ball right
Hollering 'bout your bands, go ahead then hit my line and talk some
Started off my day, I pour me up a couple dirties
Disrespect the boss, the young’ns rush you with a hurry
Always got it on me, why the fuck should I be worried?
Like a half an hour bitch, bitch you know I sold that 30
Made myself a boss, the fuck I look like taking orders
Gave my niggas guns and dope and put 'em on that corner
Used to be my fuck boy, now you talking gangsta
I don’t exercise my lips, I only work my fingers
Notes in my pocket of that rocket, that’s that .9 hoe
Never leave my heat behind, do I look like LeBron?
No
Pull up in that 'rari, sorry, bet you never saw it coming
Homie talk that shooter shit, but he never shot at nothing
Big guy what you doing?
Cool it, loading guns, counting 100s
I be with your hoe, we fucking or I might be robbing something
Never had a job, never step and get that lazy cash
Old flow like the 80s back, that ain’t yours, who’s chain is that?
Henplays, get paid, do this shit like every day
50 shots, my magazine play with me, you read everything
Fuck boy just stay in your lane, you know I got that strap with me
I’m Freebandz and you no bands, that ain’t my fault, don’t be mad with me
Knows that niggas ruthless, you niggas know how we do
You know I’m with the movement, you moving bitch or you moved
I rolling with my shooter, he got the mac with the cooler
Versache on my belt, I’m Medusa toting the Rueger
Rubber band that money gang, choppers how we came to play
We will kick your door, tie up your hoe like Fifty Shades of Grey
Don’t care if you pray today, no that won’t get you saved today
Disrespect my gang today, nigga you gon' die today
First day out of jail bitch, I came home and counted mad guap
You not with my team my nigga, you is just my mascot
Shooters on the rooftop, boy don’t get your ass shot
Bando just like Kimbo shawty, Caucasians out the trap spot