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doe boy - counterfeit lyrics

[intro: lil durk]
got doe boy in this b-tch with me
this n-gg- got a f-ckin’ glock-30 and an fn
he know with this hustle in this motherf-cker man
’cause you know we don’t even trust n-body
not even the engineer you know

[chorus: lil durk]
doe boy shoot him in his head when it all boils down
say my name in a diss song, they knock your door down
and i take so many drugs that it’s in my pores now
talking down on the gang, gotta change the score now
we not with phony sh-t, we not with that brodie sh-t
we not with that homie sh-t, we not with that fake sh-t
last n-gg- tried to fake it, he ain’t make it
last n-gg- tried to fake it, he ain’t make it, yeah yeah

[verse 1: doe boy]
if durk don’t like you i don’t like you, heads off to my opps
me and johnny twin shooters, his glock’s my glock
n-gg-s makin’ diss songs ’til they body get dropped
slide on ’em, it’s gon’ look like it went through a chop shop
gettin’ money, i want more, even more money than before
if i don’t get these millions n-gg- i’ma rock the whole floor
i don’t do the arguing ’cause i don’t got no patience
the opps dropping statements, we dropping locations
n-gg-s wanna diss me now ’cause i made it
but i ain’t hear a diss song ‘fore i was famous
they must think i’m p-ssy now ’cause i made it
only difference now, i’m not the shooter that’s aiming
all these n-gg-s with me, they gon’ k!ll for me
and i been beefin’ with some n-gg-s up the hill from me
yeah yeah, f-ck rappin’, b-tch it’s still on me
he gon’ keep sneak dissing ’til we k!ll homie

[verse 2: doe boy]
and if we catch you out in traffic, my n-gg- that’s where we leave ’em
talkin’ all that g sh-t, n-gg- i don’t believe ’em
i don’t f-ck with these n-gg-s, i promise you i don’t need ’em
you better watch your shooters, they shoot you when you don’t feed ’em
i’ma tell it how it is, my n-gg- i ain’t gon’ flex to you
that n-gg- next to you will leave your brains next to you
i got n-gg-s down for life and sh-t for taking lives and sh-t
f-ck the opps who got dropped and f-ck who else don’t like the sh-t
a hundred bands, a hundred guns, n-gg-s talking like it’s beef
i’ll have ’em throw you in a trunk and tell ’em bring your -ss to me
you was howlin’ on my name, yeah that’s what them goons was lurkin’ for
i gotta k!ll you by myself ’cause this sh-t personal
this between me and you when you said you want who
the difference is you down when i say i want you
you ain’t got enough clout n-gg-, what you gon’ do?
the goofy got shot ’cause he thought i wouldn’t shoot, yeah yeah

[outro: doe boy]
no worries

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