Kay Flock - DOA op Lyrkit

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DOA

DOA

Grrah-grrah
DOA, DOA
Like
Like, grrah-grrah
Grrah-grrah

Be yourself and stay up in ya lane (Lane)
Why you running, I ain't even flame?
Shoot wit' double hands, that's how I got my aim
Eli got shot, he walking wit' a cane (Cane)
And Sha Gz keep mentioning my name (Like, huh?)
When you see me, nigga, you better flame, like
And you said Dougie B gon' get murdered?
That's my brother, I'm upping that thang
DOA, I'ma geek on the track (Bitch)
EBK, I'ma leave it like that, like (Like that)
Everything dead, I ain't giving no dap (Bitch)
If you riding wit' 'em them, then you getting tapped (Like, grrah)
And they like, "Kay, he gotta cool" (Cool)
Niggas pussy, nigga, we ain't cool
Niggas smoking wit' niggas who smoking my mans?
That's on bro, I'm upping on him too (Grrah, grrah)
Niggas politicking, they be fake (Fake)
Wanna talk, then fuck up out my face
My chop' getting up, fuck who in the way (Like, what?)
Get up wit' me if you feel a way
Or I get up wit' you nigga, either way (Where you at?)
Done talking, bitch it's EBK (Like, huh?)
700, bitch, it's DOA
When you see me, nigga, word to Blay

Speak on the dead, no taking it back (What?)
I be bugging, I'm quick to attack (Damn)
I can't go out like Lotti or Matt (What?)
Keep a pole, brodie told me, "Don't lack"
Mula keep shooting, leave 'em on the pavement (Baow)
I can't talk about that situation
Pop me a Perky, got me elevated
They like, "YB, you different"
Run down, watch me get to clicking
I start throwing bullets like a pitcher
Lotti, he dead, spin through the Hav (Gang)
I'm tryna shoot it, aim it at his face
Too many opps living up, it's a shame
Sha Gz got beat, where the fuck was your gang?
Yus Gz, slide up wit' the stick, let it bang (Grrah, wit' the stick, let it bang, like, wit' the stick, let it—)

On court, acting bad wit' a deucey (Deucey)
Talking hot, you get burned like a loosie
After loosie, get schooled wit' this toolie
Baba, she lined him, tricked him, he a foolie
Toting guns, ain't talking Call of Duty (Grrah)
Wet him up, ain't talking no jacuzzi (Grrah)
Mr. Make-A-Movie, leave 'em gooey (Grrah, grrah)
You gon' hold the stick or you gon' boom it? (Grrah-grrah, boom)

I told Kay, "Bro, I'm missing screws" (Grrah)
We gon' want it, nigga, we going loose (Like)
Brought the mop and Yagi brought the broom
Shoot for JB, I'ma see you soon (Grrah, grrah)
Two guns on me, I'ma act a fool
Smoking wit' opps, they thinking shit is cool (Like)
Run up on me, I'ma clear the room
YB shooting, I ain't talking hoops (Grrah-grrah, boom)
DrillyK niggas smoking who? (Like, who?)
His lil' dumbass got me on the moon (Dummy)
Fuck that, Lotti in it too (Like, like, like)

Once again, I'ma geek on the track (Like, what?)
If she shake it like nation, I beat on her back
Me and Doug back-to-back like the Beatles on track
If he talking on bro, we gon' aim for his cap

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