Doctor

Lil Tjay, Hotboii

(Is this a Rover beat?) (Leak, can you turn it up, please?) (Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe) He said he wanted smoke with me (oh, oh) Uh, he got popped up (oh, oh) Yeah, popped up (oh, oh) We them niggas that gon' tear a nigga block up (send him to the doctor) He said he wanted smoke with me (oh, oh) Uh, he got popped up (oh, oh) Yeah, popped up (oh, oh) We them niggas that gon' tear a nigga block up (send him to the doctor) Ooh-ooh, I took her to the doctor Ooh-ooh, my Cartier rocked up We just still be spinnin' at the top like helicopters Like my son, these niggas copy me, I should adopt them Ooh-ooh, I flooded out my watches Ooh-ooh, don't even know what the time is I got 50K, all blues, one pocket Book him, he put on a show, I send my shooters the deposit He ain't missin' freethrows, he gon' hit and reload He missed his dead partners right to them niggas he go Have a trigger on the extension, you would think it's new growth I got my Uzi and a 'vert, just like I'm Baby Pluto I want two girls, yeah, two bitches, in case one do the most And I buy champagne every time my opp die, do a toast Ever catch a non-factor lackin', let him off I ain't tryna make the opps hide, unless we whackin' the boss He said he wanted smoke with me (oh, oh) Uh, he got popped up (oh, oh) Yeah, popped up (oh, oh) We them niggas that gon' tear a nigga block up (send him to the doctor) He said he wanted smoke with me (oh, oh) Uh, he got popped up (oh, oh) Yeah, popped up (oh, oh) We them niggas that gon' tear a nigga block up (send him to the doctor) Really I'm tough, you really a bluff I'm chillin' but I swear to God this dangerous shit just give me a rush I'm gettin' to bucks, I'm tryna be billions up, millions up But rappin' just don't give me enough I won't go back to the street but our relationship so deep That I could make a hundred million if I go water-deep And I'ma keep goin' the way that I'm goin' 'Cause I, I put away for shit that nobody knowin' We was spinnin' through them opp blocks, back and forth mowin' See them and that Glock pop, ain't no toe-to-toein' They know I'ma go in, try me and I'm showin' And every nigga with me gon' know he better be blowin' I was tired, it ain't no way to live I ain't have no choices, it's just the way it is Mama lil' funds tryna raise a kid Now I'm livin' some amazin' shit He said he wanted smoke with me (oh, oh) Uh, he got popped up (oh, oh) Yeah, popped up (oh, oh) We them niggas that gon' tear a nigga block up (send him to the doctor) He said he wanted smoke with me (oh, oh) Uh, he got popped up (oh, oh) Yeah, popped up (oh, oh) We them niggas that gon' tear a nigga block up (send him to the doctor)

Written by: Javarri Walker, Julian Alberto Menendez, Malik Henry, Tione Jayden Merritt, Trevor ChamberlainLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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