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doeman – screwed up (prod. by trakksounds) lyrics

[intro]
trill things
candy covered coated teal things
got the whip with no ceiling
bad b#tch in her feelings
in my bag b#tch i might be
ain’t n0body else thats like me
yeah they hate but never try me
cuz they’ll all end up dying

[hook]
southside its screwed up
yeah you know on that northside they too tough
even on that westside they screwed up
you know that that eastside gon scoot up

[verse 1]
im from texas we ain’t stressin
we gon pull up with them extras
we got bad b#tches and weapons
ain’t no losses only lessons
i stay solid while they bent on you
hold on let me vent to you
girl them suckas broke
go make them f#ckers spend they rent on you
dyna gang is 10 soldiers
i need me like 10 rovers
give them to my brothers
we gon ride until this b#tch over
you know that my apes ride
i know that this takes time
know my time is precious
like that paper i can’t waste mine
divine with dilligence f#ck rap we got 3 businesses
ugk on my pimpin sh#t
me and paper get intimate
we got big glocks and rugers
middle finger like im 2pac put 2 up
scoot up

[hook]
southside its screwed up
yeah you know on that northside they too tough
even on that westside they screwed up
you know that that eastside gon scoot up

[verse 2]
i am where heaven and h#ll met
you h#ll on wheels and you well dressed
have you learned from your l yet?
we gon spark the l and won’t smell stress
sippin on whiskey like tennessee
business and p#ssy dont intervene
i lost a b#tch to the industry
then picked up another thats pimpery
gotta pick a side no in between
bad b#tch half vietnamese
she blessed my game what it meant to me
me and this fetti is meant to be
h town my main b#tch
swerve and sw#ng when i lane switch
double cup of that drank thick
southside to my grave b#tch

trill things
candy covered coated teal things
got the whip with no ceiling
bad b#tch in her feelings
in my bag b#tch i might be
ain’t n0body else thats like me
yeah they hate but never try me
cuz they’ll all end up dying

[outro]
say them southside players get chose
i done came down slammin candy coated doors
foreign whips and foreign hoes
you know im sittin tall
knockin pictures off the walls
knockin b#tches out they draws

- doeman lyrics

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