DoorDash (OMG) – English Lyrics

• By: Raq baby
• Album: I Never Gave AF

Lyrics & Translation

Discover the raw and melodic world of Raq baby through his track "DoorDash (OMG)." This song offers a great opportunity to learn modern English slang and narrative styles prevalent in today's hip-hop. Its blend of Chicago and Atlanta sounds makes it a unique and compelling piece of music to explore.

[English]

(Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit, lookin' through my story)

(Are you rich? You gotta stop doin' that)

(You want to fuckin' fight like, I'm not even motherfuckin' playin' with you, Benzo)

Hm, I been on Percs' and dranks, sometimes I feel like I'm trippin'

If opp try and take me to the paint, but you'll never catch me slippin'

Ain't tweakin' these personal pranks, I'm quick to give opp a whippin'

Do you feel me? Not for money, these personal killings

Big bad wolf, I'll blow down the kitchen, please just stay out my bidness, huh

Opp think he safe? Baby on the way, he ain't raisin' 'em children

Sling the belt, I bet we get 'em gone, watch what you say up in 'em songs

Cryin' over that dick, it ain't that serious, baby, just leave me alone

I'm in the back feelin' good, smokin' a Backwood, in the bang of the back of the woods

Now you missin' your bro on somebody door, you'll get some get-back if you could

Yeah, if opp get to close on me, he wouldn't get back if he could

Cryin' on my phone 'bout a bitch on me, you want a bitch back, is you good?

Sometimes I really be askin' myself, do they really love me?

Ten times I thought about blastin' myself, man this shit get ugly

Nowadays, they wanna fuck me, back then they wouldn't hug me

How many Ks?, I need 40, when we spin, we won't need more (for that more piece)

More past nigga, better get on P, they gotta know we score fast

Bitches sent your lo', it's time to eat, drop shot, and DoorDash

Can't make diss songs, ain't got a pot to pee, these nigga poor sent

It's been ten times, fuck your spot on P, my niggas torn it

Fuck the airport, I'll go on the jet

Know I'll be rich, I was born to flex

You wanna fuck? I was born to have sex

Just met the bitch, I don't even know her like that

You don't know me, I'ma fold that Tec

Feel like I can kill all the force with this, huh

I ain't even rappin', just pourin' on this

It really be just on some porch shit

Yeah, ain't good at embracin' how I feel

But go crazy 'bout my pill

Skipped multiple ways, to sign my deal

Can't hang with that nigga, he fake

Up Gen, if he raise my chills

You can hang, but not my crib

You can stay, but not right here

You can stay, but not right here

Go crazy 'bout my pill (hm, hm)

You could stay, but not right here

You could babe, but not my chest

You could stay, but not my crib

Huh, I can't lie, I been goin' crazy

We can do business, but you gon' pay me

After this, I'm leavin' with your lady

Wan' introduce your son, be dissin', better tell them chill, after this, it's no baby

Blowin' up blick in a situation, I don't be full baby (huh, hm)

I'm gonna fold baby, get pussy and go crazy (hm, huh)

Get in that pussy, and go crazy, huh

Ain't no more past nigga, better get on P, 'cause they don't know we score fast

But we got another lo' on them, drop shot, and DoorDash

He standin' with that glizzy, you tote, like dissin' and you never spinned before

Yeah, yeah, yeah, bro said that he see my opp, huh, squeeze and let the bit' go

Hol' on, she want more, huh

Oh, I ain't know it was another one, huh, she want more, huh

Went on a drill, there was four of 'em, bro squeeze two more, huh

Damn, I ran outta shots, huh, they gon' go back to the block, huh

They ain't caught onto the plot, huh, we finna bone on they spot

Got a bad bitch at home, fan bitch, I dodged they twat'

Bad bitch, wan' hop on the bone, she gotta sit down and squat

Brrt, ay, ya fuck nigga gon' get another pound of that, nigga

We gon' keep puttin' y'all bitch-ass on the loop

Nigga, stop playin' with that, you know the fuck goin' on (Here you go fuckin' ignorin' me and shit)

At the end of the day 2025, nigga we still alive, and y'all bitch-ass ain't (lookin' through my story)

(You rich? You gotta stop doin' that)

Key Vocabulary

Vocabulary	Meanings
run /rʌn/ A1	verb - to move quickly on foot verb - to manage or operate
trippin /ˈtrɪpɪŋ/ B1	verb - to behave irrationally or be confused
slippin /ˈslɪpɪŋ/ A2	verb - to make a mistake or lose an advantage
whippin /ˈhwɪpɪŋ/ B1	noun - a severe beating or punishment
killings /ˈkɪlɪŋz/ B2	noun - acts of causing death
sling /slɪŋ/ B1	verb - to throw or carry something with a strap
Backwood /ˈbækˌwʊd/ C1	noun - a type of cigar
blastin /ˈblæstɪŋ/ B2	verb - to shoot or explode
flex /flɛks/ B1	verb - to show off or boast
Tec /tɛk/ C1	noun - a type of firearm (slang)
porch /pɔːrtʃ/ A2	noun - a covered area at the entrance of a house
deal /diːl/ A2	noun - an agreement or arrangement
fake /feɪk/ A1	adjective - not genuine or real
chills /tʃɪlz/ A2	noun - a feeling of coldness or fear
business /ˈbɪznəs/ A1	noun - commercial activity or work
situation /ˌsɪtʃuˈeɪʃən/ A2	noun - a set of circumstances
pussy /ˈpʊsi/ C1	noun - a vulgar term for female genitalia or a weak person
loop /luːp/ B1	noun - a curve or a repeated sequence