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zillionaire doe - 2 years lyrics

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[intro]
s+t+a+r
workin’ out this b+tch, ain’t no smokin’ in this car (floaty, turn that sh+t up)
if i had a— i used to put ’em—
youngest boss, n+gga (fuelz got that heat)
t+r+a+p s+t+a+r
i’m a t+r+a+p s+t+a+r
i’m a t+r+a+p s+t+a+r
youngest boss, n+gga

[chorus]
i’m a t+r+a+p s+t+a+r
n+gga, we workin’ out this b+tch, ain’t no smokin’ in this car
before i had the pounds, used to put the grams in the jar
lil’ doe, blue house livin’, we done came far
two years in this sh+t, game in trouble
i’ll never get content, youngest boss, n+gga, i’m workin’ double
country boy, he don’t know the prices, n+gga, he gon’ pay double
youngest boss, n+ggas ain’t seein’ me, on my mother (on my mother)

[verse 1]
how you gon’ say i don’t deserve this sh+t? got me f+cked up
likе i wasn’t on that plane every week likе i lucked up
freaky light+skin b+tch, i came, n+gga, and got sucked up
you don’t feel me now, you gon’ feel me later, know my sh+t tough
paper cuts everywhere, i just keep thumbin’
trap n+gga ball hard, nba, andre drummond
doe gon’ be here for a minute, i got wherever, what you want?
a lv, kirke mix up, she get super wet (she get super wet)
way before this rap sh+t, real trap star
before i had a plug, l used to put the grams in a jar
youngest boss, n+gga, yeah that’s me, n+gga
hate to glorify it, but gotta say it, doe a real street n+gga (youngest boss, n+gga)
[chorus]
i’m a t+r+a+p s+t+a+r
n+gga, we workin’ out this b+tch, ain’t no smokin’ in this car
before i had the pounds, used to put the grams in the jar
lil’ doe, blue house livin’, we done came far
two years in this sh+t, game in trouble
i’ll never get content, youngest boss, n+gga, i’m workin’ double
country boy, he don’t know the prices, n+gga, he gon’ pay double
youngest boss, n+ggas ain’t seein’ me, on my mother (on my mother)

[verse 2]
play took too long, so i drove off
vacuum sealin’ got me rich, stove always off
chicken noodles what i’m cookin’, n+gga, see that stove on
weed gang got me lit, crack game don’t never last long
it’s a l after l, n+gga, and then that bag long
bae gon’ chill at the house, know i’ma bring the bag home
i got everything in louis, only reason i’m in chrome
youngest boss, n+gga, get super fly like a drone
even though i’m rappin’ now, what you need?
i ain’t trippin’, sh+t go left, n+gga, it’s just weed
doe was just pullin up to your trap, now i’m a star
next purchase that a n+gga finna make, bullet proof car

[chorus]
i’m a t+r+a+p s+t+a+r
n+gga, we workin’ out this b+tch, ain’t no smokin’ in this car
before i had the pounds, used to put the grams in the jar
lil’ doe, blue house livin’, we done came far
two years in this sh+t, game in trouble
i’ll never get content, youngest boss, n+gga, i’m workin’ double
country boy, he don’t know the prices, n+gga, he gon’ pay double
youngest boss, n+ggas ain’t seein’ me, on my mother (on my mother)
[outro]
youngest boss, n+gga
y’all quit playin’ with a n+gga like this sh+t ain’t goin’ on, n+gga
i ain’t even wanna do this sh+t, n+gga
what they talkin’ ’bout?
i’m a t+r+a+p s+t star
if i had a plug, l used to put them in a jar
we done came far
youngest boss, n+gga



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