Doughboyz Cashout - Don't Exist lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Well, the way you dress, nigga,

You ain't got to worry about those cats.

You'll be invisible up in the club (chuckles)

(Verse)

I be on some other shit, you be on that lame sucka shit

That hating ass motherfucker shit, you at your cousin shit

How you bys always on your ground? When in the mornin’

I’m the first thought on your mind?!

Got a king Benz, moffa, all you do is selling the dimes

All you tellin’ is lies, I see in between lines

I can see in your eyes you a phoney

Flexin’ with a tiny ass chain and a bullshit Rover

My competition left the niggas sitting on mills

Not recline without tryn, I been killin’

Had jewels and cars, nigga, I’m drug dealin’

You boys looked stressed, see me, I’m just chilling

You lames I ain’t feeling, mystery in your history

Year after year, what else, nigga, where yo’ victory?

Finally got your first watch and now you talking shit, nigga

Nigga, please, to me your puppy ass don’t exist

(Hook)

Boy, you want me to see that new watch you got

You want me to see the new car you’ve got

You want me to know you always on some block

You want me to know about the holes you pop

Money don’t cover up being a lame

You pro’ly fool enough, but not us, man

Er’body know you niggas lame as shit

We don’t see you lame niggas, y’all don’t even exist

(Verse)

I can see you like you transparent

Bet you get in that room, bet you get to fucking tellin’

(Snitch!) Avce boggie, no Ricco,

In the club with my niggas popping boorico

Arrr, she a freak, bro

Bu you down in Amn Morris with a freak hoe

Freak hoe, what you wanna kill me for?

Cause I’m old T.V., gotta feed my folks

You broke and you know it