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zillionaire doe - doin numbers lyrics

[verse 1: ytb fatt]
got real smoke, don’t upload that i’m comin’ (ayo, x9)
i got bs, f+ckin’ this piru b+tch, she gon’ say when she pummin’ (woo)
they playin’ my sh+t in london, gumbo ps shaped like pumpkins
you’ll die if i put them loads on you
gumbo for ten a gram, shaped liked onions (big nuggets)

[verse 2: zillonaire doe]
when it come to that bag, i do back flips
south dallas n+gga, ask big t, get love in the cliff
hoop sh+t ain’t work, i wanna be like meech
took that trip by myself, but everybody eat
hundred forty stacks for the whip, bought it ‘fore i popped
i’m on malcom x, foxes with me like two hundred shots
everybody waitin’ on doe to drop like when dope drop
n+gga, you can go and ask the streets, got this sh+t on lock

[verse 3: montana 700]
look, i can go flat today, just leave me with a scalе
face card golden, n+gga know i got the cliеntele
tsa trippin’, so i sent them through the mail
me and bizzy in the trenches makin’ drug sales
before i leave this sh+t alone, i’ma make a ticket
still shoe+boxin’ all the money, make me stay consistent
blow a n+gga life today, i can’t take it with me
knowin’ this n+gga really half a hundred, so i paid him in fifties
[verse 4: ytb fatt]
i’m on avalon where zai died, the v ‘lac go two twenty
they constantly askin’ ’bout cody, first day out, i gave him a fox chain and fifty (my brother)
fatt fox rookie of the year, i was eight months in, i was chillin’ with diddy
i can’t tell you ’bout none of them rooms, try that g+y sh+t with me, i’ma bust your biscuit (bah)
v ‘lac two twenty (what else?), lamb’ truck 250
if i ain’t got shows, i’m makin’ a shipment
mama fox said, “boy, you did it”

[verse 5: zillonaire doe]
cool n+gga, ask mel or k, i still get busy
i just touched down with them packs, i’m in queen city
we’ll buy they whole farm, i’m with baby pound
growers callin’ growers to fill this order, guess ain’t sh+t around
if you ain’t got at least a thousand, ain’t no need to do no business
five hundred what i stashed in eight months, makk a livin’ witness
n+gga, every time i hop out, louis monogram
in and out the trap, all you do is scroll on instagram
lil’ doe from the hood done grew up, but i’m the same n+gga
got the asian dope good, numbers low, make the z bigger

[verse 6: montana 700]
thousand bags later, we been gettin’ it on
i’ma do numbers with or without a microphone
gotta do a hundred first before i change this phone
ninety days in the trap, why would i take a loan?

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