DOAK (Free Da Sweeps 2nd Half) lyrics

[Intro]
(Oh)
(Your love is,) Glahh (Your love is,)
Better get out the- (Your love is toxic, Ditty, we bouta be rich, baby)
Cause I’m tryna rump (Your love is,)
Like, she tryna- (Your love is,)
Like you better- (Your love is,)
Better get out the way (Your love is toxic)

[Verse 1]
Oh he think she gon’ line me? He dumb
Wait she live on the opps? f*ck it, I’m tryna rump
Bae, I’m comin’, just me and my gun
It’s a beam on the blick, where the f*ck you gon’ run?
I’m Jay5ive, b*tch you know where I’m from
If you ain’t smokin’ C-Hii don’t ask for the blunt
I’m likе "CR, bend back around
I think that’s an opp, n*gga, open the trunk,”
Is you riding for mе? It get wocky
Why the D’s on my di*k tryna lock me?
f*ck the opps, I done really had block beef
I done threw at the- and the bros tryna stop me
I go kuu with that, you better watch me
Catch an opp we gon’ do him like Nazzy
On that block tryna catch me a Yagi
He get Brazy'ed if he tryna box me
Dudeylo gon' see me and drop
Notti, Honcho, E wit da Dot
Who you miss more, E or your pops?
You gon' get sent to both tryna spin through this block
Kyron dissin, that sh*t gotta stop
Like go tell the world how it feel to get shot
Ayo BJ, look out for Chop
The Cati might line him, might get that boy flocked
EBK, I ain’t feelin’ nobody
Off wockesha, I might catch a body
Me and SG gon' post in that lobby
First n*gga act up get sent right to Bobby
I don’t know how the f*ck this b*tch got me
But she playin’, f*ck a thotty
See I’m toxic, and I’m oppy
But she gon throw it back 'fore she think first and line me
I lost Nay and I geeked with that sitch
Y'all lost Dot and y'all stayed off that strip
You ever backed out on bro over a mish'?
Like why would I pick up a pole for a b*tch?
My son Dot got the Sweeps with the sh*t
Oh, she do that hip sh*t, she want the di*k
She off Casa', I'm off the drink
I don't do Bacardi and lean I won't sip
Act bad, give a f*ck where I'm at
I was laughing, I heard about Matt
I won't come if I can't bring the strap
Over east on that block I'm like "Where n*ggas at?"
Ldot, Sammy, dead in a pack
In a V or on feet, it won't matter I black
Catch OB or Shacar, they gon' go with they dad
I'm like TMB Del, on Nay G, n*ggas fast