asian doll - deal lyrics
[hook]
i had money, way before the deal
still ain’t got no deal, i’m flexing looking like a meal
everything i spit a hit, i flex like doctor phil
you ain’t in the field, homies dying, boy you squeal
[post-hook]
aye
i was gangster way before them glocks
grew up in the south ain’t never banged another block
for b-tch to see the hoe in you, your n-gg- was a opp
how you ain’t a star, i’ll beat you at the top
[verse 1]
mac eleven heaven clip
hope you go to heaven b-tch
ain’t no back and forth, lambo straight up off the dealership
get some head and then i dip
stop
all that capping, running lip, i’m echelon
i’m off a zip, like a doll, bye b-tch
backwood, just like me, some dirty and a sprite
let you pipe my b-tches twice
my money long it made me nice
i got sh-t i never had, double digits do the math
bet that b-tch ain’t go to school, who she p-ssing looking -ss
b-tches ain’t gon’ never pop, but tryna compete
don’t f-ck with goofy n-gg-s, b-tches
i like savages freaks
what’s a team with dumb b-tches, i be riding with heat
try to help these hoes, i failed, but they was aiming at me
cut throat k!ller b-tch
slow, break a kilo
i’m a gang banger
real b-tch, bout my pesos
gotta lay low, feds watching
wanna take my mans
don’t you?
semi automatics, for n-gg-s who be speaking on me
[hook]
i had money, way before the deal
still ain’t got no deal, i’m flexing looking like a meal
everything i spit a hit, i flex like doctor phil
you ain’t in the field, homies dying, boy you squeal
[post-hook]
aye
i was gangster way before them glocks
grew up in the south ain’t never banged another block
for b-tch to see the hoe in you, your n-gg- was a opp
how you ain’t a star, i’ll beat you at the top
[verse 2]
let’s talk about these b-tches, how they capping
run them numbers up, asian doll, i’m never slacking
girl your really dumb, throwing gangs you don’t know
i’m a real doll, ten toes on the floor
white b-tch booted and she sniffing all the c-ke
roll a backwood, five grams in that hoe
texas lean gold, p-ssy sweeter than a roll
riding with your n-gg- he be pressing on my toes
blow you like a candle light
i get higher than a kite
bells in the mail
b-tch you stupid, you can’t spend the night
i got cheat codes to the game, that’s why i’m winning
you a goofy when you fumble, that’s why you losing
bullets hot like the sun, targets make you run
put a beam on that b-tch, target from the sun
all these b-tches wanna do is just wash away
how they f-ck you ride around with a p-ssy 8?
[hook]
i had money, way before the deal
still ain’t got no deal, i’m flexing looking like a meal
everything i spit a hit, i flex like doctor phil
you ain’t in the field, homies dying, boy you squeal
[post-hook]
aye
i was gangster way before them glocks
grew up in the south ain’t never banged another block
for b-tch to see the hoe in you, your n-gg- was a opp
how you ain’t a star, i’ll beat you at the top
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