"Doja" lyrics

Hey, Soz, I smoke Dojo
I'm in the Rolls with your bitch bent over
In a Rover
With the soldiers
And we got them fuckin' poles move over
Got the toaster
And the holster
I got angels hoverin' over my shoulders
Swing glicks, nigga, I call them Ostens
I'm so drippy, nigga, I'ma need a coaster

Off the jet and get straight to the bag
Fuck them lil niggas, we bigger than that
We hit the club, we head to the back
Behind me lil bro got a stick in his back
Rig it right now, I got head in the back
Pull up on that hoe and put dick in the back
It's just me and the bag, I'm smokin with that
You got a back on them, fuck you for that
Play with the shit, we a smokey for that
You a Lee Wood and them Hovian neck
Sergeant gon have to come open your neck
Heaven gon be where we hope he at
He thought I was gas till he open the bag
Why the fuck niggas be showin me that?
Point me to where that Des Moines at
All where the money is gon be at

Hey, Soz, I smoke Dojo
I'm in the Rolls with your bitch bent over
In a Rover
With the soldiers
And we got them fuckin' poles move over
Got the toaster
And the holster
I got angels hoverin' over my shoulders
Swing glicks, nigga, I call them Ostens
I'm so drippy, nigga, I'ma need a coaster