Doot Doot (6-7 Remix)
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Skrilla, G Herbo
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Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's Skrilla
Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's Skrilla
Yeah, it's me
Shades on, I'm boul with the glasses
Bro say Er 'cause he a savage
So many dead opps, so many ashes (brr)
You ain't catch that, I can't pass this (come here)
Shooter stay strapped, I don't need mine
Bro put belt right to they behind
The way that switch brr, I know he dyin'
6-7 (oh my God)
I just bipped right on the highway (bip, bip)
Skrr, ah, uuh, yeah-yeah, alright (bip, bip, bip)
I just bipped right on the highway
Trackhawk, mm, sittin' in the driveway (skrr)
(Uh) pull up, doot-doot, doo-doo-doo
Doot, doo-doo, doo-doo, doot
Dump truck, baby shark, doo-doo-doo-doo
I popped the Perc' and popped the blue
I geek-geek like the custys too
Say it in rap, bro, we can smack out (uh)
Pull up clean in my white tee (pull up clean in my white tee)
Rollin' off a honey too (uh)
Diamonds VV, straight from Lex
And I got a custom pendant waitin', wait 'til when you see that, ooh
Pull up back to back, matte-black Track', I just bipped it, nyoom (back to back)
Throw some D's up on that bitch like Rich Boy
Hurricane, hey bay-bay-bay-bay
Hurricane my Chris boy (hey-bay-bay)
Maison Margiel, I'm forever gon' drip, boy (hey-bay-bay)
Send my shooter on a hit, boy (grr)
I'll middle-man a whole body (frr)
Straight thuggin', free Blick, fightin' triple homi' (frr)
Take a four, so I just yack
I think 12 inside a Scat
Swapped the VIN and got it wrapped (huh)
Bitch, we bippin' overnight (yeah)
Shades on, I'm boul with the glasses (yeah)
Bro say er 'cause he a savage (yeah)
So many dead opps, so many ashes (yeah)
You ain't catch that, I can't pass this
Shooter stay strapped, I don't need mine
Bro put belt right to they behind (come here)
The way that switch brrt, I know he dyin' (get him)
6-7
I just bipped right on the highway (damn)
Skrrt, uuh, yeah-yeah, alright (oh my God)
I just bipped right on the highway
Trackhawk, mm, sittin' in the driveway
Yeah (oh my)
Pull up, doot-doot, doo-doo-doo (oh my God)
Feel like Herb, I pull up swerve (swerve, swerve)
Swerving (swerving)
Huh, uh
Pockets racked up left and right
A brick lay got lifted the light
Inside the click back, we gettin' that get back
Makin' shit splat tonight
Fit under my coat 'cause the Drac' on micro
Ain't never handy, I don't fight
What you know about smash on sight?
Get hit with some shit like has his height
Call up station, bro give your kite
Get a nigga shakin', his drink spiked
Played the trap and slept with mice
Ran up a hundred in one pair of Nikes
You never seen 'em pull up four
They tryna hit the crack pipe
Michael Myers, we cut the boy
We used to reach to grow like Apes
When he look suspect, we make it raw
Close range, that hell of a sight
Me and Skrilla goin' up, we go too close, we gon' flip a pill and strike
Ain't even gotta do that no more
I'm really a star, I shine like light
All this paper keep rainin' and pourin'
Everybody face glued like Bright
Ride 'round like a Harley, count like I just hit a parlay
In and out snow, don't drop the low, 'cause we gon' crash the soirée
Switch scene like Shardae
Killers gon' do what I say
Better get low, I spray
I'ma drop anything get in my way
We was at war and you know how we play
Every other day a nigga holiday
Me and Dell on the other side, Block hot, I was still poppin' out rockin' my J's
Lil' bro hawk 'em down, talk his face
Pull up, walk up, walk away
Shooter goin' ghost like underlay
Herbo, his bounty a hundred K
Backdoor, now they know where his mother stay
Yeah, that's another play, hey, hey
They gon' limp on the crib again, kill his brother another day, hey, hey
Got it stacked and in the bank
So we safe, hey
Dirty game, it cost a whole man to play, hey, hey
Shades on, I'm boul with the glasses
Bro say er 'cause he a savage
So many dead opps, so many ashes
You ain't catch that, I can't pass this
Shooter stay strapped, I don't need mine
Bro put belt right to they behind
The way that switch brrt, I know he dyin'
6-7
I just bipped right on the highway
Skrrt, uuh, yeah-yeah, alright
I just bipped right on the highway
Trackhawk, mm, sittin' in the driveway
Pull up, doot-doot, doo-doo-doo
