"Doechii 101" lyrics
Doechii 101, I'm the dean of the school
See they taking notes, get ya pens and ya rulers
Sitting in the back with the nerds and the shooters
Betcha that bazooka, make em do the zumba
Working like a winner but I'm humble like a loser
Wonder who's the beggars and the motherfucking choosers
New bitch on my debit card she a deadbeat she a Chula
She don't speak no English, talk to me in numbers
Gotta say a prayer before I hop inside that ooh-yah
What's a Danny Ocean, dammit I'm a scuba
Can't get you a flight but, I can call ya Uber
Drop her off at nighttime, on the coast of Cuba
I can't be mad about no bitches that I'm badder then
I can't be sad about no demons I been battling
I'm a brand, I get booked
I got fans I got looks
Can't be skipping over that or I ain't settling
You want my spot you gotta walk inside my lettermans
Talk shit might get laid on my platter then
I'll snatch you out the sack you were smothered in
Who your favorite rapper was, let's get to spattering
Turn em into smithereens, taking all your dividends
Make your life a living hell, treat you like your Zimmerman
Goodness when I warned you, you just don't remember it
Put 'em in the hot seat, I can see them sizzling
Whoo, I gotta laugh, your favorite local rapper drew the dirt out my bath
I'm dropping something light just so niggas feel my wrath
And usually I play nice, but niggas in my path
Niggas in my path
See they taking notes, get ya pens and ya rulers
Sitting in the back with the nerds and the shooters
Betcha that bazooka, make em do the zumba
Working like a winner but I'm humble like a loser
Wonder who's the beggars and the motherfucking choosers
New bitch on my debit card she a deadbeat she a Chula
She don't speak no English, talk to me in numbers
Gotta say a prayer before I hop inside that ooh-yah
What's a Danny Ocean, dammit I'm a scuba
Can't get you a flight but, I can call ya Uber
Drop her off at nighttime, on the coast of Cuba
I can't be mad about no bitches that I'm badder then
I can't be sad about no demons I been battling
I'm a brand, I get booked
I got fans I got looks
Can't be skipping over that or I ain't settling
You want my spot you gotta walk inside my lettermans
Talk shit might get laid on my platter then
I'll snatch you out the sack you were smothered in
Who your favorite rapper was, let's get to spattering
Turn em into smithereens, taking all your dividends
Make your life a living hell, treat you like your Zimmerman
Goodness when I warned you, you just don't remember it
Put 'em in the hot seat, I can see them sizzling
Whoo, I gotta laugh, your favorite local rapper drew the dirt out my bath
I'm dropping something light just so niggas feel my wrath
And usually I play nice, but niggas in my path
Niggas in my path
