Mr Doa 2

(Huncho)

Heard the opps gon' be there we Poppin out to the party

First **** on that bullshit he Gettin' shot out his carties

I'm tryna leave a **** stankin Smelling like he just farted

Bet come on I'm in my bag I'm Finna get this bitch started

Head taps we raisin the rates on They bum ass

Stomp the gas, man, they think They finna catch me

Dumbass

Get up on him I ain't never seen a **** run faster

Spin the block, man, I'm tryna Make this lil' **** look like Casper

Hellcats trackhawks jailbreaks Redeyes

Fast shit ain't no kias at the pad Fuck that strike

Doin all that on the gram yeah, Yeah it sound nice

Till I get up on him, do him bad, He ain't gon' make it through the Night

Why the fuck is you walkin' with Yo gun

Cause you ain't shoot you got sent To the sun

You lil' **** got blicks just for Fun

We drop a clip spin back and drop A clip, and we ain't done

I'm tryna DOA the whole crib

Leave everybody dead in that bitch

You said that's your day one now You dead with that snitch

This ain't no semi-automatic this A Glock with a switch, ****

This a Glock with a switch ****

This a Glock with a switch ****

Alright

I'm ready to beat yo ass all you Wanna do is fucking cheat on me

Bitch

I can't get caught with this Glock It got a glitch on it

You braggin' bout that basic ass Glock, I threw a dick on it

The **** wasn't tryna drop this Lo, I put a bitch on em

That **** ain't yo mans, get innat Room, you gon' snitch on em

You ain't gon' stand ten toes

Bitch

Up and start blowin' at his nose, Its a glitch

**** keep runnin' his mouth, put The Glock up to his lip

Face his ass and run away can't get Caught doin shit ****

Ten thousand pills need you to send Them up the way

We can make some big cheese if We send them the right way

Five bands out the bank this a Light play

Took the **** gun can't get it Back have a nice day

Soon as I walk in she on my dick This is not yo bitch

Take a **** gun if he flexin' this Is not yo switch

He tried to stab off now his hellcat In a ditch

You throw a punch ima up and I'ma blow I ain't gon' flinch ****

**** I'ma let it squeeze I ain't no Bitch ****

Your whole gang got ten in the Pen you a snitch ****

We hopped out and ran the **** Down ain't make no diss ****

We hit him up top can't duck the Blitz ****

Come on

Mr Doa

I'm tryna leave him dead don't give A fuck about a case

The bullets beat his ass up they hit Him all in his face

A opp tryna buy a pill he gon' Leave this bitch laced

Fap a **** up leave that **** in The whip

That's what you get for tryna get Views droppin' all them disses

Went on a skit, you ain't go you Was cakin' with them bitches

Yo brother died tryna slide I told His ass he wouldn't listen