Doomsday (feat. YTN JOSH)

Bitch I be whipping the scat pack, Big bro Told me chill but he know how it be in these streets This Choppa I got it go "rat-ta-tat My niggas dumb with no mind they cant even think Robbing these niggas we scheming and scheming your Bitch go to sleep and she dreaming about me, cops on my nuts They be fending and fending I look out the window they bumping That Bobby I'm one call away if a nigga want smoke, still wear your Brothers clothes but you call me broke, riding round in a drop Top sitting real low, matter fact its a four door, I'm posted on your Door though, that's my nigga my bro bro you know I'm from the yo though Opps run up on me yeah you know I up the score bro, back in 8th grade I had a small ass afro, now I got dreads, play I leave you dead Turnt up on the meds it can get tragic, pull up on em make em disappear like Magic Starting to think you niggas gay ya'll been looking real sassy, run up on them boys imma Let them niggas have it, riding round with a deuce deuce on my lap spitting real facts This is not just a rap, I don't know you Lil Nigga don't give me no dap, me and Peyton Going to the top of the map Ugh, Yeah, Ight, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Doomsday Nigga, spin the block twice on a Tuesday Nigga, Get six figures Im with the gang don't need no triggers, stomp on niggas, f*ck fake friends don't Need them niggas, shits off limits, we don't start shit if we ain't gon finish Message from us two we got a message from us both, when you go to sleep At night make sure you lock the door, it's something you must know You need to run and go, this shit is bout to blow destruction wont be slow nah There it go bodies dropping all on the floor, hmmm big show hit a nigga With a ko hmmm, don't choke insane in the brain no joke hmmm on go Gotta move fast can't slow, terrible two we back, aint many skills we lack Glitch in the system life hack, gotta get back on track, track, track Track, track, track, gotta get back on track, track, track, track Track, track, gotta get back on track, yeah Bitch I be whipping the scat pack, Big bro Told me chill but he know how it be in these streets This Choppa I got it go "rat-ta-tat My niggas dumb wit no mind they cant even think Robbing these niggas we scheming and scheming your Bitch go to sleep and she dreaming about me, cops on my nuts They be fending and fending I look out the window they bumping That Bobby Message from us two we got a message from us both, when you go to sleep At night make sure you lock the door, it's something you must know You need to run and go, this shit is bout to blow destruction wont be slow nah Bitch I be whipping the scat pack, Big bro Told me chill but he know how it be in these streets This Choppa I got it go "rat-ta-tat My niggas dumb wit no mind they cant even think Robbing these niggas we scheming and scheming your Bitch go to sleep and she dreaming about me, cops on my nuts They be fending and fending I look out the window they bumping That Bobby