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trapland pat - d.o.a. lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, that’s a hardbody beat)

[chorus: trapland pat]
d.o.a., you ain’t seein’ no doctor
met us, flew in, helicopter
everybody know we gon’ slide, no cha+cha
gang, cha+cha slide
2k, ho, all the opps ‘ bout to hide
and you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t never outside
flew in, flew out and my granny had died
you ain’t even gotta ask, bruh, you know i cried
[post+chorus: trapland pat]
which one knocked down? we playing duck, duck, goose
i don’t need the boot but i’ll take her for a boost
they be makin’ cars, it’s an ape on the loose
when it’s on and it’s lit, we ain’t coppin’ no deuce
apr+n and a mask, what, you tryna have a bake+off?
three, two, one, like a rocket, ’bout to takе off
pull on this sh+t, i be boxin’ that shalayso
aim at his neck, if he duck, takе his face off

[verse 1: trapland pat]
aimin’ at his neck, tryna send him where his dog at
i don’t got cut, i can show you where the raw at
eyes in the mirror, gotta see where the law at
trench warfare, this is all you gotta crawl at
you never get active, what you know about combat?
know you smoke mid, i can show you where the strong at
ar+16, i spin the metal like a long+bat
lift a n+gga car up, like a long+jack
boomerang, flew ’em, i’ma hit ’em with the snapback
warzone flu, watch me throw one on the flapjack
heard them boys sayin’ that they tryna get me gon’
why cut a head that a young n+gga own?
hit ’em in the head, i’m tryna see what he on
actin’ like a wife when you know you a shone
ain’t trippin’, i’m a dog, yeah, you know i’m tryna bone
done took too much, you can hear it in my tone
took too much, oh, well, can’t backtrack
thinkin’ i’m a dog, now stunna have flashbacks
know i’m ’bout the pills, you ain’t ever gotta ask that
rats came, good thing that we got rats back
i couldn’t even sponsor me, so i could bring the mets back
unknown whip, no independent, matte+black
trap so fly, how the f+ck you get the jetpack?
i layed on that boy, had to leave ’em where the steps at
[chorus: trapland pat & big30]
d.o.a., you ain’t seein’ no doctor (da+da+da)
met us, flew in, helicopter
everybody know we gon’ slide, no cha+cha (let’s slide)
gang, cha+cha slide (slide)
2k, ho, all the opps ‘ bout to hide (hide)
and you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t never outside
flew in, flew out and my granny had died
you ain’t even gotta ask, bruh, you know i cried

[verse 2: big30]
.762’s my favorite chopper (that drac’)
all my opps b+tches, these n+ggas imposters
i got more dollars than followers (on god)
i buy a n+gga life ‘fore i spend it on prada
i charade my voice, n+gga dead (on god)
i’m cl tatted, b+tch, i’m don dada
n+gga, know we fresh out gang (gang)
every shot gettin’ sent, goin’ to us, your collar
top+gang sh+t, who have more money?
who have more bodies, who have more motion?
me and trapland pat posted in that racks
it look old, time to scream “free lil’ yoshi”
nah, i ain’t just deep in that water
i’m swimming with sharks, big30 ’bout deep in that ocean
and i ain’t gon’ never stand out
i’ma keep on spinnin’, i ain’t never gon’ go for no ho sh+t
on 10th street with them zombies
n+gga pull up wrong, we lungin’
.556 ate up his stomach
his lungs are never punkin’
n+gga ass gon’, had to show me somethin’
i’m two+six+something, i ain’t doin’ no runnin’
all the opps get beat up in jail
every day they wake up sittin’ on pumpin’
[chorus: trapland pat & big30]
d.o.a., you ain’t seein’ no doctor (da+da+da)
met us, flew in, helicopter
everybody know we gon’ slide, no cha+cha (no cha+cha)
gang, cha+cha slide
2k, ho, all the opps ‘ bout to hide
and you ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t never outside
flew in, flew out and my granny had died
you ain’t even gotta ask, bruh, you know i cried

[post+chorus: trapland pat]
which one knocked down? we playing duck, duck, goose
i don’t need the boot but i’ll take her for a boost
they be makin’ cars, it’s an ape on the loose
when it’s on and it’s lit, we ain’t coppin’ no deuce
apr+n and a mask, what, you tryna have a bake+off?
three, two, one, like a rocket, ’bout to take off
pull on this sh+t, i be boxin’ that shalayso
aim at his neck, if he duck, take his face off

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