"Dent Yo Doe" lyrics
Fuck, fuck, Kade
It get black outside, nigga better have his fire in the dark
Told lil' buddy, "Let me get on feet, I can't even spin in the car"
This shit I got gon' dent yo' doe up, you can't even get out the car
Lil' buddy know I trip out with blick in my hand, he scared for you, lil' boy
I done bumped down on a nigga with a dirty ass fire, can't take me nowhere I steal too much, no lie
You gon' miss yo' blick, you ain't gettin' shit back
Fuck boy thought I was trading my glizzy, now he ain't getting his shit back
I'm outside with two guns on me, I pass it if you need to wack some'
Nigga better not try to come buddy lil' Fast, all night we'll sit in a black truck
Get out the stolo, I battle my opponents, for real, these niggas just act rough
Scratch off the serial number onna fire, lil' Fast ain't havin' no trace
Lil' buddy ain't on shit, he ain't got one up top
Trade this G2, get you a Glock
Shit get hectic, got weed in my socks
I got another clip in my back pocket
You shouldn't've spoke on lil' Fast, tryna pop it
They like, "Damn, lil' Fast keep dropping"
Lick onna boy, I might give him a spank up
Ran back a hat tryna get yo' lil' rank up
She said she want Fast, she don't want them busters 'cause them fuck boys ain't us
Oh, you stole a blick? Now I'ma steal it from you
Fuck
It get black outside, nigga better have his fire in the dark
Told lil' buddy, "Let me get on feet, I can't even spin in the car"
This shit I got gon' dent yo' doe up, you can't even get out the car
Lil' buddy know I trip out with blick in my hand, he scared for you, lil' boy
I done bumped down on a nigga with a dirty ass fire, can't take me nowhere I steal too much, no lie
You gon' miss yo' blick, you ain't gettin' shit back
Fuck boy thought I was trading my glizzy, now he ain't getting his shit back
I'm outside with two guns on me, I pass it if you need to wack some'
Nigga better not try to come buddy lil' Fast, all night we'll sit in a black truck
Get out the stolo, I battle my opponents, for real, these niggas just act rough
Scratch off the serial number onna fire, lil' Fast ain't havin' no trace
Lil' buddy ain't on shit, he ain't got one up top
Trade this G2, get you a Glock
Shit get hectic, got weed in my socks
I got another clip in my back pocket
You shouldn't've spoke on lil' Fast, tryna pop it
They like, "Damn, lil' Fast keep dropping"
Lick onna boy, I might give him a spank up
Ran back a hat tryna get yo' lil' rank up
She said she want Fast, she don't want them busters 'cause them fuck boys ain't us
Oh, you stole a blick? Now I'ma steal it from you
Fuck
