Doughboyz Cashout - Lately lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

Sheriffs runnin' in my crib like I'm Pablo (dayum)

I'm a mob boss, bitch, Gucciano

Know some niggas with the keys, no pianos

I be flexin' like a bitch, call me macho!

I'm an A1 nigga, like I'm Rocco

Fuck a bitch, get money, that's the motto

Border life, we hit the lotto, we overseas

20.000 new hunnids all in my jeans

Bylug itsthe world, fuck do you mean

Lil' cous' poppin pills, he seventeen(damn)

Scooch rolling bad blues, we sipping lean

All these demons in my head, they in my dreams

I just wanna get away with a bad bitch

Put a couple foreign whips through traffic

Can't a nigga stack a mill and live lavish?

Last nigga play me, it was tragic!

Bitch

(Talking)

(Verse)

Prosecutor tryna do me, like they did boosie

Me and quis gettin' high, riddin' on Ruccis

Pro'ly reason why these bitch niggas wanna do me

With yo' bitch on my dick, she a fucking groupie

But you a fan too, grams of dog food

Bands for walkthroughs, boss niggas coming through

I got that Provolone Cheddar, that Mozzarella

Wild nigga from the Wood, but im smooth as leather

I'm a G, like the seven letter (mother fuckin G), Free B he was getting chedda, She bad as hell but I'll never sweat her Just fucked her one time and act like I never met her , Ima boss, Count it up then send it out, niggas speak in on me what is that about. Have some niggas run up in yo house and out you down Hit the block in a porsches bad bitches smile

(Talking)

My mind goin crazy, I been goin thru it Latelyyyy, God can you save me, save me, save me.

Wee called me from the pen told me keep yo head up Ima keep on ballin I'll never let up these niggas jealous, Maison Margielas,Never had no big homie dawg they never fed us, got it on my own never had no handouts, in Miami club play whipping bands out. I heard yo man's out but he still broke I get one chance man swear to god I won't choke.

Thanks to BP for correcting these lyrics