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Artiste : Doe Boy
Titre : FlyGod Jr
[DJ Drama]
Uh-hm, a decade strong
You know when I first started DJ´ing
All I wanted to do was get my name on a flyer
Now I´m flyer than ever

So who better to introduce the FLYGOD than me?
Cultural art at it´s finest
Welcome, to Hitler Wears Hermes 10
Oh yeah, DJ Drama! (FLYGOD)

[Westside Gunn & Doe Boy]
Ayo, where you was at when I was sellin´ those eights? (Ah)
Tesla two-seater, just me and the Drac´
Fiend said he comin´ right back, I said "Great"
Duffle bag got the Wardolf, Freddie May
Margiela see-throughs sleeves, you see the gauge (Boom-boom-boom)
Bought a new dick, cost three hundred, Plain Jane
Dutchie stoved ten but I just whipped fifty
Central Park out on Leroy in the Bentley (Skrrt)
Rest In Peace Dip, you was on my left titty
Rest In peace Munch, I´m the king of my city (Dramatic, nigga)

Post got bodies on bodies (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
All my jewels on, I make a nigga wanna rob me (Ah)
Think shit sweet I had you niggas on a diet
Shooter sixteen, three-and-0 with the fire (Ah)
Nigga said he got the shits from me, he a liar (Ah)
Your bitch fuckin with me overseas, she a (Gangsta Gri-zillz)
Got most off of cocaine (Cocaine)
Kicks two-thousands, shits don´t got no name (Ah, uh-uh)
Fiends at the house, it look like Soul Train (Soul Train)
Cherry Mulsanne, I got road rage (Skrrt)
Make sure it´s filled then you unload it
You ain´t shootin´ shit, now you can´t hold it

My nigga rock a blue, cuz stay rollin´
My boss wearin´ red, that nigga stay blowin´
That nigga on the run, nah, I don´t know him (I don´t know him)
You don´t know him but your hoe know him (Oh really, Gangsta Gri-zillz)

[Doe Boy & DJ Drama]
Doe, Doe, Doe (Bizzy) Doe
Hell of a run we havin´, huh?
Doe, Doe, Doe (Bizzy) Doe
This Gangsta Grillz dough got me spendin´ a lot of money on Hermes
Doe, Doe, Doe (Bizzy) Doe (Bizzy, hahahahaha, Doe Boy!)
Doe, Bizzy, Doe, go (Pow, pow, pow, grroaw, pow, pow, oh really)

[Doe Boy]
I don´t like repeating myself, it´s only one time I´ma tell you
One thing for sure, them Glocks won´t fail you, I keep the guns just like Griselda (Bow-bow-bow)
I got richer than my teachers but they said I´ll be a failure (Fools)
I make niggas´ mommas cry, guess I don´t respect my elders (Oh, really)
Like YoungBoy finesse his draws, bitch you better knock off what he sell you
You better not come on this block, he up that chop´, that hammer nail you
Tried to tell you, had to teach your ass a lesson
My boy a demon, God he don´t believe in, bitch he step on peasants (Bow-bow-bow)
We got Dracos, not no Smith & Wessons, bitch we really reckless

Got that .30 on my left hip, up it quicker than half a second
What we been through, bet the opps gon´ be on point, who wanna bet it?
Said you was a killer, I heard him said it but I´m the type to come pull your credit
If I feel her, I´ll go get her, I´m the the type to swipe my debit (Come here baby)
I be steppin´, I´m not petty, I´m the type to ice her Patek
Ice her pedicure, drape her in Dior, we did that before
You just rap, ain´t really behind bars before except your metaphors (Oh, really, Gangsta Gri-zillz)

[ Doe Boy & DJ Drama]
Go (Bizzy)

That´s ten times we put on a MasterClass for you now
Go, go, go (Bizzy) go
When you niggas gon´ realize?
Go, go, go (Bizzy) go
You can´t do what we do!
Go, go, go (Bizzy) go (oh really, legendary!)