Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song doa, artist - koshi.
Date of issue: 02.12.2021
Song language: English
doa |
My back to the world, yeah |
My back to the world when I’m walkin' |
My back to the world when I’m walkin' |
I don’t ever plan on stoppin', yeah |
I had nobody around me I was just frozen and shrouded |
But even if you took a shot at the water you couldn’t drown me |
I’m burnin' that bridge with you crossin' |
Nowhere to go you surrounded |
Turn that blunt to a moshpit only want smoke if It’s crowded |
I’m in the back of this club rollin' Harley |
We brought a storm in here makin' it cloudy |
Money counter on a loop every thousand |
When we walk into the room we the loudest |
Bass boomin' shit gon' break into houses |
Full moon scream my name shorty howl it |
Bring in that bag, you gon' need a bounty |
Comin' for m? |
Meet me over the mountain |
Fuck gms, made it out with a diamonds |
Fuck trends, can’t be stuck in a boundary |
Fuck friends, movin' better without 'em |
Y’all do anything for money and power |
Runnin' from me but that pink I devour |
Gettin' hungry stomach keep gettin' louder |
Goin' wild, nothing’s been the same since the moment I put on that crown |
What you wanna take? |
I ain’t havin' it you on that ground |
You can’t see my face done got so high no I’m not lookin' down |
No you can’t see my face, I’m what you can’t be, no way |
See what you chasin' okay, but I don’t need saving okay? |
I’m on ABC, D.O.A. |
watchin' binoculars he gon' hate |
Poppin' the lock on this Pinot bae |
Poppin' it, poppin' it, relocate |
I was goin' crazy in my cave and you won’t behave |
Twisted all my locs into the braids, M.I.A |
You killin' my mood, pour me a cup make a toast |
If you wanna leave Ima open the door |
Ima die 'fore the money get old |
Ima die 'fore I switch on my bro |
Know you like when I switch up my flows |
I was down bad I had nowhere to go |
Step in yo city they call me the goat |
Time for a Hot Winter, word to Sol |
She know I’m hot nigga head to toe |
Givin' no pity you told me you thuggin' and shit but we all know you ain’t on go |
We really pop niggas in the cold |
Was in ninth grade with a pole |
Likely, fighting with my soul |
Rest in peace Virgo fasho |
My niggas already know that it’s R.I.P. |
Lexie |
I’m finna pour out her bottle, R.I.P. |
Auntie |
I know her spirit protect me where would I be without her |