Letra de Doja - $NOT

(Feat. A$AP Rocky)

Niggas got me fucked up

No cap

Yuh, yuh (Dee B got that heat)

Why these niggas talkin' fuckin' shit!?

I-I-I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (Huh?)

I'll fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack (Haha)

Windows tinted all-black (Go, go), bulletproof and all that (Go), fuck that

Fuck you, fuck that

Fuck you, fuck that

Bro, I'm posted like a bandit, choppa take yo' fuckin' candy (Huh?)

Fuck yo' ho, I'll leave her stranded

Come and get her, she just landed (Haha)

I got stamina, I be that soldier, that will damage ya' (Huh?)

Fo'-five just let it go, push a nigga that want smoke

(Boom, Dee B got that heat)

He want smoke? Let me know, I got smoke like Bobby Hill (Boom boom)

Jack and Jill, rocket pills, Perky make him fuckin' choke (Yeah)

I be spazzed out, passed out, talk your shit, change routes (Go)

Meet your fate, extendo clip, .38 to yo' face (Oof)

It's okay, choppa spray, it's gon' fuck yo' bitch today (Roof)

I'm a demon, I be dashin', got no fashion, that bitch braggin' (Yeah)

Stop that cappin' with no action, I be laughin', ain't no stressin' (Haha)

Smith & Wesson when I'm steppin', try to black out 'em sticks (Go)

You a funny, you get blitzed (Go), walk around, I'm like a lick (Go)

Lollipop, you get shot, pick your body up and drop (Haha)

(Dee B got that heat)

Man, them niggas got me...

Them niggas got me...

Them niggas got me fucked up

Why these niggas talkin' fuckin' shit?

I-I-I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (Huh?)

I'll fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack (Haha)

Windows tinted all-black (Go, go), bulletproof and all that (Go), fuck that

Fuck you, fuck that

Fuck you, fuck that

Army boots, army bomber jacket

Like what's happenin', cunt? (Huh)

Lay your hand upon my fabric, then we scrappin', cunt (Huh)

Broad day, wave a automatic like what's happenin'? (Fuck that)

My pistol Rick and Raf and

And it's matchin' with my fashion (Uh)

Uh, silly cunt!

Downtown, Uptown — really where we from, bitch (Woadie!)

Call my slatt, call my slag, fuck you jackin'?

Call the lads, tell 'em order foreign gas, now we battlin'

Tried to tell you it's more than rap

Hold the mic with my right, throw a jab, autograph

Throw a dap with my left and all of that (All that, all of that)

Watch 'em sprint like they what? (What?)

Like my windows with that tint

Invite your widow to my tent

I fucked my first MILF at like ten

Don't want no fishbowl in that bitch

I need my windows five percent

(Dee B got that heat)

Man, them niggas got me...

Them niggas got me...

Them niggas got me fucked up

Why these niggas talkin' fuckin' shit?

I-I-I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (Huh?)

I'll fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack (Haha)

Windows tinted all-black (Go, go), bulletproof and all that (Go), fuck that

Fuck you, fuck that

Fuck you, fuck that

Fuck that, fuck that

Fuck that, fuck that

Fuck you, fuck you

Fuck you, fuck you

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