Uh, gang gang, y'all, y'all, ha, ayy
Flex, honey, yeah, and a bigger cash too, yeah
Step, uh, y'all, y'all, y'all, ayy
Huh, give me space, tell her I don't do no hate
Doing shit for me, she want my all, but I can't give her more
Drowning in that deep sea I stacked it tall to stay afloat
Can't follow with my brothers, even though we bumpin' heads like goats
Showing love to my mother, spent her last just so we could score
Pop worked his ass off, he done turnt to a ghost
Separate the fake from the real, ain't tryna chill no more
She stop liking all my pics, tell me how you feel, you tryna neglect the goat
I try to plant my seeds up in your field, but they ain't gon' never grow
Cruising in the nine, but I swear I'd rather be in the four
Heard he telling lies, talking about that, nigga got more dough
I'm thinking about going bald, the way I'm bald, I'm just like Jordan
I let that shit fall, cause you really won't important
I'm just trying to ball, why they hate on me for nothing
There wont no applause, when a nigga was out here thuging
In the car with his hood on, they think he up to something
If it's some gars or some weed at home, I don't feel like clubbing
Fresh as hell, that boy done popped out by the oven
Dior scent for the smell, she tell me that she love it
Heart too cold, you gon' freeze if you touch it
Hey, I let them feelings go, it be hard to keep it tucked in
Doing shit for me, she want my all, but I can't give her more
Drowning in that deep sea I stacked it tall to stay afloat
Can't fall out with my brothers, even though we bumpin' heads like goats
Showing love to my mother, spent her last just so we could score
Pops worked his ass off, he done turnt to a ghost
Separate the fake from the real, ain't trying to chill no more
She stop liking all my pics, tell me how you feel, you tryna neglect the goat
I try to plant my seeds up in your field, but they ain't gon' never grow
I'm just trying to ball, why they hate on me for nothing
There wont no applause, when a nigga was out here thuggin
In a car with his hood on, they think he up to something
If it's some gars and some weed at home ion feel like clubbing
Shout out TCB
Thanks for watching
TCBCHASE - Doin me Lyrics
TCBCHASE - Doin me Lyrics
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Uh, gang gang, y'all, y'all, ha, ayy
Flex, honey, yeah, and a bigger cash too, yeah
Step, uh, y'all, y'all, y'all, ayy
Huh, give me space, tell her I don't do no hate
Doing shit for me, she want my all, but I can't give her more
Drowning in that deep sea I stacked it tall to stay afloat
Can't follow with my brothers, even though we bumpin' heads like goats
Showing love to my mother, spent her last just so we could score
Pop worked his ass off, he done turnt to a ghost
Separate the fake from the real, ain't tryna chill no more
She stop liking all my pics, tell me how you feel, you tryna neglect the goat
I try to plant my seeds up in your field, but they ain't gon' never grow
Cruising in the nine, but I swear I'd rather be in the four
Heard he telling lies, talking about that, nigga got more dough
I'm thinking about going bald, the way I'm bald, I'm just like Jordan
I let that shit fall, cause you really won't important
I'm just trying to ball, why they hate on me for nothing
There wont no applause, when a nigga was out here thuging
In the car with his hood on, they think he up to something
If it's some gars or some weed at home, I don't feel like clubbing
Fresh as hell, that boy done popped out by the oven
Dior scent for the smell, she tell me that she love it
Heart too cold, you gon' freeze if you touch it
Hey, I let them feelings go, it be hard to keep it tucked in
Doing shit for me, she want my all, but I can't give her more
Drowning in that deep sea I stacked it tall to stay afloat
Can't fall out with my brothers, even though we bumpin' heads like goats
Showing love to my mother, spent her last just so we could score
Pops worked his ass off, he done turnt to a ghost
Separate the fake from the real, ain't trying to chill no more
She stop liking all my pics, tell me how you feel, you tryna neglect the goat
I try to plant my seeds up in your field, but they ain't gon' never grow
I'm just trying to ball, why they hate on me for nothing
There wont no applause, when a nigga was out here thuggin
In a car with his hood on, they think he up to something
If it's some gars and some weed at home ion feel like clubbing
Shout out TCB
Thanks for watching
Flex, honey, yeah, and a bigger cash too, yeah
Step, uh, y'all, y'all, y'all, ayy
Huh, give me space, tell her I don't do no hate
Doing shit for me, she want my all, but I can't give her more
Drowning in that deep sea I stacked it tall to stay afloat
Can't follow with my brothers, even though we bumpin' heads like goats
Showing love to my mother, spent her last just so we could score
Pop worked his ass off, he done turnt to a ghost
Separate the fake from the real, ain't tryna chill no more
She stop liking all my pics, tell me how you feel, you tryna neglect the goat
I try to plant my seeds up in your field, but they ain't gon' never grow
Cruising in the nine, but I swear I'd rather be in the four
Heard he telling lies, talking about that, nigga got more dough
I'm thinking about going bald, the way I'm bald, I'm just like Jordan
I let that shit fall, cause you really won't important
I'm just trying to ball, why they hate on me for nothing
There wont no applause, when a nigga was out here thuging
In the car with his hood on, they think he up to something
If it's some gars or some weed at home, I don't feel like clubbing
Fresh as hell, that boy done popped out by the oven
Dior scent for the smell, she tell me that she love it
Heart too cold, you gon' freeze if you touch it
Hey, I let them feelings go, it be hard to keep it tucked in
Doing shit for me, she want my all, but I can't give her more
Drowning in that deep sea I stacked it tall to stay afloat
Can't fall out with my brothers, even though we bumpin' heads like goats
Showing love to my mother, spent her last just so we could score
Pops worked his ass off, he done turnt to a ghost
Separate the fake from the real, ain't trying to chill no more
She stop liking all my pics, tell me how you feel, you tryna neglect the goat
I try to plant my seeds up in your field, but they ain't gon' never grow
I'm just trying to ball, why they hate on me for nothing
There wont no applause, when a nigga was out here thuggin
In a car with his hood on, they think he up to something
If it's some gars and some weed at home ion feel like clubbing
Shout out TCB
Thanks for watching
Writer: Chase Clark
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid